Madame Jeanette.,
I pray to be with you
I say something to talk to you
I look to see you
I read to book you
I struggle with words,
I dance with beer
To say I love you
But nobody can hear
I stood at the right moment
At the right time
To say I love you
You said yes but not to this heart of mine
Then I begun to compose a song for you:
gave my instruments the notes of your rythem
pushed all my love in a minute
I started playing the melody ten years ago
And still I sing, still I sing the song for you