No one writes letters anymore
But I watch at the window
To see if the postman stops
You know my address, write to me

I love you without knowing you
And if I love you maybe
It's because I imagine you
I love you because I miss you
That's how it is

Bandit
You've robbed my heart and my life
And from burglaries to stolen kisses
I've learned to give in

In my dreams you appear to me
In various forms
And each time changed
You know my distress
Come back to me
I love you without being able to understand you
And I would want you tender without being able to speak to you
A whole life waiting for you
That's how it is

Bandit
You've robbed my heart and my life
And from burglaries to stolen kisses
I've learned to give in

Bandit
You've robbed my heart and my life
And from burglaries to stolen kisses
I've learned to love you

Over there
Over there, where you are
Do you think of me a little?

Bandit
You've robbed my heart and my life
And from burglaries to stolen kisses
I've learned to give in

Bandit
You've robbed my heart and my life
And from burglaries to stolen kisses
I've learned to love you

Bandit

(Over there, where you are)
(Do you think of me a little?)

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