ei ole mõtet

It always seems that I’m too young

And growing up it takes so long

I never will grow up

I just get older year by year

Until I die, that’s what I fear

Yet never growing up

So slow, so stupid and naive

And no more eager to achieve

This is a rotten life

Mere contradictions there in me

I wonder if I’ll ever be

A truly happy wife

(17 aastat hiljem)

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to see you every single day

and listen to the things you say

i couldn’t but endure it

’twas all because i knew how good

you really were, i understood

i’m young, i couldn’t bear it

 

to make me hate you – where’s the sense

and why pretend indifference

to hurt me, yes, you’ve tried it

and now you want to compensate

for being cruel, but it’s too late

you’ve hurt me, why deny it

 

“you’re not like all the others who

dwell here on earth, below the moon”

i thought when i first saw you

so perfect - clever, handsome, kind

i for some time was just like blind

i couldn’t but adore you

 

oh, all those tears i’ve cried for you

and hours spent on thoughts of you

have they all been in vain?

life seemed so beautiful to me

because you were my life, you see

you drove me quite insane

 

the magic power you possessed

by which i deeply was impressed

tell me, did i create it?

and every time you looked at me

i understood whats “chemistry”

the way it’s now – i hate it

 

then suddenly all troubles came

my life – it was no more the same

i felt i couldn’t cope

oh, god, i wished to talk to you

i thought i might get help from you

but you, you robbed my hope

 

and after that i didn’t care

’bout anything, i had no fear

’twas all the same for me

the biggest part of me had died

somehow i felt i always lied

when someone talked to me

(sweet sixteen)