LEARN LYRICS

Feminine

Masculine

Masculine

Feminine

In the, in the

In the street, charming outfits

Made up like my fiancé

Boy, girl, the look is stunning

Dressed like my fiancée

Long hair, dyed blond hair

Completely naked in an iron box

He's pretty, he's handsome, decried

The offended but I don't care

I don't want to see her naked

I don't want to see him naked

And I love that long-haired girl

And that boy who could say no

And we hold hands

And we hold hands

A girl in masculine

A boy in feminine

Faces in golden hair

Who forget their virtue

But it's not true

That they look like a conquistador

Asexual once undressed

Who to believe when you see them like that

Exciting all the little girls

Why don't we believe like that anymore

Isolated in an almost-island body

I don't want to see her

I don't want to see her naked

I don't want to see her

I don't want to see her naked

And we hold hands

And we hold hands

A boy in feminine

A girl in masculine

And we hold hands

And we hold hands

A boy in feminine

A girl in masculine

Long dresses for all the boys

Dressed like my fiancée

For girls with no counterfeit

Made up like my fiancé

The big shock for the most vicious

The witch hunt is coming soon

Ambiguous down to the depths of the eyes

The return of Jupiter

And I love that long-haired girl

And that boy who could say no

I don't want to see her naked

I don't want to see him naked

We hold hands

And we hold hands

Boys in the feminine

Girls in the masculine

We hold hands

And we hold hands

Boys in the feminine

Girls in the masculine