For being almost the same age
That you even changed your way
Don't send me word anymore
That you don't want to lose me
Now it's already too late
If you want to see me again
And make him love you like I do
Build with his years my existence
Make him feel what in me you liked
And give him, as you did me, a kiss
Let's see if your skin bristles the same
For being almost the same age
That you even changed your way
Don't send me word anymore
That you don't want to lose me
Now it's already too late
If you want to see me again
And make him love you like I do
Build with his years my existence
Make him feel what in me you liked
And give him, as you did me, a kiss
Let's see if your skin bristles the same