There are more than fifty of them around me
I feel like lost in a desert
On their chessboard, I slide like a pawn
While I believed in To be the king
When I need a little friendship
Faces turn and fade
When I ask for a little cheerfulness
Under their smiles, I sense interest
Sometimes I want
To scream at night
Emmà Take me
Take me away
Little girl, you want to grow old with me
Think, would you like to be the mirror
Where we could see our faces
Wrinkle a little more each evening?
When later my name will be forgotten
Will you come as before to talk to me?
Sorry little girl, I'll live alone
I prefer to live fast and die young
Sometimes I want to
br/>From screaming to the night
Take me
Take me

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