A História de Lily Braun

Like in a novel
The man of my dreams
Appeared to me at the dance
He was just another
But in a glance
His eyes sucked me in
Like a zoom

He devoured me
With those eyes
Eating photography
I said cheese
And from close-up to close-up
I lost my composure
And even smiled, happy

And he returned
Offered me a drink
Called me a blue angel
My vision
Was gradually becoming blurred

Like in the movies
He would sometimes send me
A rose and a poem
Spotlight
I, like a gem
Melting completely
To the sound of the blues

He abused the scotch
Said my body
Was only his that night
I said please
Shawl on my neckline
I shot back with
Blushing and feverish cheeks

And he returned
At the final show
With ten poems and a bouquet
I said goodbye
I'm leaving with mine
On a tour

Like loving a wife
He said that now
He only loved me as a wife
Not as a star
He crushed the roses
Burned the photos
Kissed me at the altar

Never another romance
Never another movie
Never another drink at the dance
Never another cheese
Never a dive
A rose never
Never again happy