I am waiting her in front of her home
Rain is falling under my collar,
I won't tell to anyone where we've met.
Typically shy, smiling with eyes,
has bruise on elbow and bag from mom.
I want to go in the train with her,
on a trip to Modra
First have an argument, then reconcile
To have our secrets,
lock them with key,
hold hands, don't want to say goodbye
Make-up crazy names for friends,
If only she wasn't made-up.
If only she wasn't made-up.
I am waiting her in front of her home,
I won't tell to anyone where we've met.
I want to go in the train with her,
on a trip to Modra
First have an argument, then reconcile
To have our secrets,
lock them with key,
hold hands, don't want to say goodbye
Make-up crazy names for friends,
If only she wasn't made-up.
If only she wasn't made-up.
If only she wasn't made-up.