Looking from my balcony, the passersby
Pretending that I'm taking notes
And she searches for something in her purse
And I tell myself spring has arrived

And the flowerpot in front is filled with sprouts
And down below the neighborhood is filled with low necklines

And the afternoon escapes
Verse inside and I keep searching
Without finding my center
And I lay brick upon brick
And still can't find the chorus
And then I ask myself

What did you see in me?
What made you open up like that?
Your fears, your legs, your calendar
The seven sacred doors of your sanctuary
The strange light of your darkroom
The unbreakable lock of your armor

The passersby have organized
They have synchronized wandering
And they perform their choreography
With knees the color of joy

Each streetlight already has its dancer
And the band is coming around the corner

And the afternoon shows its waist
And time shows that some things don't heal
And the muses flee if you besiege them
And another song that will remain unfinished
And then I ask myself

What did you see in me?
What made you open up like that?
Your fears, your legs, your calendar
The seven sacred doors of your sanctuary
The strange light of your darkroom
The unbreakable lock of your armor

What did you see in me?
What made you open up like that?
What did you see in me?
What made you open up like that?
What did you see in me?
What made you open up like that?
What did you see in me?
What made you open up like that?

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