In the word je t'aime
Too much M
And never never a single N
In love
always
It's win or loose it's
often the hatred
They stare at me
They consider me
Like a girl that I'm not
I flee
Too fragile
Thousand and one nights
Are keeping me away from me
In the word je t'aime
Tandem
Same number M
Sometimes it shines like a tiara
Always the same theme
Tandem
It's ditto
Soon the crash
I don't know when
You're strong in theme
Math-elementairy
But in math-superior
You become fade
In love
Always
It's win or loose
You reap what you sowe
You stare at me
You consider me
Like a girl I'm not
You flee me
So fragile
Thousand and be nights
Keep me away from you
In the word je t'aime
Tandem
Same number M
Sometimes it shines like a tiara
Always the same theme
Tandem
It's ditto
Soon the crash
I don't know when.