Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Malika Ayane
Dear, I can't be there
When you read my words
Concerning me and you
Beloved
Breathe
Take your time, your time
Maybe I was young
When I met you
Curly hair
You Medusa
Turned my heart to stone
I was dying, you lied
About your love, your promises
Maybe I was young
Maybe I was young
Maybe I was young
Oh, maybe I was young
Maybe I'm still young
And I'm here like a stone
Waiting for you