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Mirrors
Mirrors, mirrors...
They tell me that I'm not
the same anymore
that even my way
of looking is different
that months have passed
and the moons have changed...
Mirrors, mirrors...
In the loneliness
here in my room
I have my best friend
who is ME
but sometimes I feel afraid
to stay in the silence
to feel that I am alone
watching the hours go by
and I feel like a child again
and I wish for a friend,
some friend, some love!...
Mirrors, like in those fairy tales
that I heard
with the magic of their charm tell me
if I am indeed pretty
(if I am indeed pretty)
if someone already needs me
(already needs me)
if a prince will come
at dawn...
Mirrors, I am so afraid here
inside of me, that there are mornings
that I can't smile
give me a little confidence
(a little confidence)
to see from afar
(see from afar)
tell me if I will ever be happy...
Mirrors, mirrors...
In the loneliness
here in my room
my favorite doll was left
abandoned in a corner
not knowing what was happening
I thought about paying attention to her
thinking about other arms...
Mirrors, like in those fairy tales
that I heard
with the magic of their charm tell me
if I am indeed pretty
(if I am indeed pretty)
if someone already needs me
(already needs me)
if a prince will come
at dawn...
Mirrors, I am so afraid here
inside of me, that there are mornings
that I can't smile
give me a little confidence
(a little confidence)
to see from afar
(see from afar)
tell me if I will ever