A bad fire burns at sea
She can't do anything, it's already too late
She doesn't dream of Medea's island
That would take her far away from your gazes

In the streets her eyes land
On such normal passersby she would like it to pass
On these cheeks there's all this water, is there a place here?
Does everything in love equal, is there a place for her?

If it doesn't come back to you?
She loves who she can, who she believes
Struck, she doesn't choose
If her desire disappoints you
If her heart doesn't suit you
It's her particular beauty
Her particular beauty

When she closes her eyes
She dreams of a perfume in long hair
She's not sure what she wants
And sometimes she would like to be a boy

In the streets her eyes land
On such normal passersby she would like it to pass
On these cheeks there's all this water, is there a place here?
Does everything in love equal, is there a place for her?

If it doesn't come back to you?
She loves who she can, who she believes
Struck, she doesn't choose
If her desire disappoints you
If her heart doesn't suit you
It's her particular beauty
Her particular beauty

Her particular beauty
Her particular beauty

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