In your high school binders
There are your dreams and your secrets
All these words that you never say
Words of love and tenderness
Words of a woman
That you hide and that are condemned
That you hide, little Anne

In your high school binders
There is blood and there are tears
The first wounds of your heart
The first wounds
The first tears
That bruise your soul
That bruise, little Anne

In the high school cafes
You have to bluff, you have to lie
Around the mint sodas
When you tell about the nights of last summer
And the very first lovers
That you only had in dreams

In your high school binders
There are your dreams and your secrets
All these words that you never say
Words of love and tenderness
Words of a woman
That you hide and that are condemned
That you hide, little Anne

That you hide, little Anne

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