Little Girl

Little girl, 
Yeah, you've grown
One and six meters high

You're working so strong 
On a smile in your eyes
Even when nearly dying... 

Ochh, but inside
You're a baby still
With curls that whirl... 
A girl that sleeps 
At mornings - evenings
Crying out quietly... 
In your bed lying 
Unsleepy...

All your tears and sorrows
With a arrhythmic sobs you
Spill in your pillow... 
That is soft really 
Och, it is not people... 

Are you still hugging your toys, 
Crying where no one hears?.. 
Are you still hard in your choice
To see all world just in him, yeah?.. 

Are you still whipping so quiet
That all inside shouts out loud?.. 
Are you still frightened and little
Are you not safe and not loved?.. 

Are you?.. Are you?.. Are you?.. Are you?.. 
I am crying... I'm crying here with you... 

Little girl, yeah, you've grown 
One and six sure meters... 
 You've become so much more
 And yet more with the heels, yeah... 

Little girl, you have shown 
How you can work try and strive
But of them all - there's really no one
To let you show - how you can love... 

 And be loved... 

Are you still hugging your toys, 
Crying where no one hears?.. 
Do you keep faith to your choice
To see all world just in him, yeah?.. 

Are you still whipping so quiet
That all inside shouts out loud?.. 
Are you still frightened and little
Are you not safe and not loved?.. 

Are you?.. Are you?.. Are you?.. Are you?.. 
I am crying... I'm crying here with you... 


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