Tell me — what’s it like to be thrown The best, favorite dedicated? To sleep, Recalling the past, In your heart to store the Universe? Tell me — what’s it like to be a girl, With a sensitive heart, with a soul courageous, Fallen in love trustingly And burned it alive? Tell how it feels to be wounded Just word, just a moment? To hate him so passionately, But in the eyes to find salvation? And dream, falling asleep in the evening To a heart condition healed Tell me — what’s it like to be a girl, His feelings burned alive?