She
Was eighteen years old
Hair blowing in the wind
The line
Of a swan
Which unfolded its...
Had the accents
Of a singing bird
And all the
Musicians
Turned back on...
Had all the brilliance
Of this century cle-l
Where the waltz
Was queen
Where love was king
In a sky
Of lace
Irré...
Walked her hands
On a harpsichord
And Chopin found her
B... She
All she had to do was smile
To do it ©write
Listen
The preludes
Which he composed for her
I dreamed of her so much
Spoke with her
That often
I take myself
For her
Is my ideal
The biggest star
And I want
To be like
To her faithful portrait
There is only her
And it's her
My model...
Was eighteen years old
Hair in the wind
Magic
Craziness
That we did for her
She was the most beautiful
I would like to be... her!
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