| It would be better if I told you once,
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| Before what I suspect comes to pass,
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| There is a love that I have not been able to release,
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| From the depths of my being, as much as I want.
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| I had your hands, your look, your candidness,
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| And since you were an attentive gentleman,
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| But suddenly it was hell living with him,
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| And if I've come out of the flames,
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| I must be careful not to fall into the brazier.
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| You look so much like him, when he loved me,
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| When I was his universe from him and his reason for being from him,
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| You look so much like him, when in his soul of him,
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| There was only me and he was faithful to me.
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| You look so much like him, and it's a consolation,
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| Because I believe that one day I will love you,
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| But while I'm killing his memory of her,
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| I know that you too... I will also lose you.
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| Only
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| I had your hands, your look, your candidness,
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| And since you were an attentive gentleman,
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| But suddenly it was hell living with him,
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| And if I've come out of the flames,
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| I must be careful not to fall into the brazier.
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| You look so much like him, when he loved me,
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| When I was his universe and his reason for being,
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| You look so much like him, when in his soul,
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| There was only me and he was faithful to me.
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| You look so much like him, and it's a consolation,
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| Because I believe that one day I will love you,
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| But while I'm killing his memory,
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| I know that I will lose you too. |