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Maria Gadú
Fine Line
Everywhere I go you don't stay
Everything I ask of you, you don't give
If I give an opinion, you object
Every time I call, you're not there
Why insist on this tough game?
To show me the wall dividing us?
Is your heart truly dark?
Or behind the wall
Is there more to it?
Every time I pass by, you don't notice
I tell a joke, you don't even laugh
I present myself as a delicate flower, you come and fade
I put myself in a tough spot, you don't help
I give a compliment, it doesn't even occur to you
Indifference flows coldly, hurting me
Is it because you can't stand me?
Or behind this door
Is there more to it?
Between good and evil, the line is fine, my dear
Between love and hate, the line is fine too
When we greatly value contempt
In truth, what we despise is what we value
It remains to discover which of these two sides is suitable
Your tremendous energy for such disdain
Either you hate me blatantly
Or you secretly love me
Every time I pass by, you don't notice
I tell a joke, you don't even laugh
I present myself as a delicate flower, you come and fade
I put myself in a tough spot, you don't help
I give a compliment, it doesn't even occur to you
Indifference flows coldly, hurting me
Is it because you can't stand me?
Or behind this door
Is there more to it?
Between good and evil, the line is fine, my dear
Between love and hate, the line is fine too
When we greatly value contempt
In truth, what we despise is what we value
It remains to discover which of these two sides is suitable
Your tremendous energy for such disdain
Either you hate me blatantly
Or you secretly love me
