Thin and tiny and young and lovely
The girl Opalina goes killing
And when she kills, each one she kills says - aouch !
When she kills, she's like the wind
That whistle so cool and Split the air
That when she kills, each one she kills goes - ooh aaarg !
(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to Chouchen
She looks straight ahead him, not at me
Thin, tiny, young and lovely
The girl Opalina goes killing
And when she kills, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see)
(She just doesn't see, she never sees me, ...)
Pour ceux qui ne connaissent pas :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQI1gnQkDfs
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