Puhdys
The best of 25 years
Melanie
She was like everyone else
Full of thirst for life, but inexperienced.
The embers, the embers, the embers burned hot in her eyes.
Wherever something was going on, she was there too.
They just called her Melanie.
She walked the paths between bad
And good and good and good and good and good.
At home she ran away,
Because the same words couldn't be found.
And she never felt love - Melanie! Melanie !
Her father never had time and
When he was there there were arguments.
She never wanted a life like that again,
never more, never more, never more.
At home she ran away,
Because they couldn't find the same words.
And she never felt love - Melanie! Melanie !
Sometimes she stayed away from work and
Looked for support in some beds.
But what she found faded away in daylight.
A child - she didn't know who.
She wanted it despite everything.
You couldn't see the tears she cried.
You never saw tears in her.
You don't measure life by years.
Yes she did when I saw her again.
The child at her side laughed and
I knew she was happy.

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