She has the name of a Russian doll
Two beauty spots placed here and there
I met her at the bus stop
Anouchka

She is more beautiful than Angelina
Jolie but, not just that
She has something, something extra
Anouchka

She has tears in her green eyes
When she listens to Julien Clerc
Especially my preference to me

It's not to play the mysterious girl
She is rather solitary
She says she likes her life like that

So the boys cry
They cry in secret
Their ego dies
On their wet cheeks
So the boys cry
Make grimaces
When Anouchka passes
Without looking at them
When Anouchka passes
Without looking at them

Love stories in the movies
She often says it's badly played
That she doesn't recognize herself

That she's not going to apologize either
For not finding Brad Pitt perfect
When her friends point her out
Anouchka

The most beautiful girl in high school is never accompanied
And her family wonders why

Why the boys cry
They cry in secret
Their ego dies
On their wet cheeks
So the boys cry
Make grimaces
When Anouchka passes
Without looking at them
When Anouchka passes
Without looking at them

This morning at the bus stop
To believe that I have something extra
She looks at me
Anouchka

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