Stolen

Looking into your eyes, I'd swear

You have something new to tell me.

C'mon, start talking - don't be afraid;

Perhaps it may be too late tomorrow.

And what's he like?

Where did he fall in love with you?

Where is he from?

What does he do with his free time?

Ask him, for he has stolen the treasure of my life.

He is a thief who has taken everything from me.

Go get ready, you'll be late,

And take the umbrella in case it rains.

He'll be waiting, to love you,

While I am jealous, to lose you.

And dress warmly, that gray jacket really suits you well.

And smile, so he doesn't think that you've been crying.

And leave me, let me go get my things ready.

And forgive me, if I ask you another question...

And what's he like?

Where did he fall in love with you?

Where is he from?

What does he do in his free time?

Ask him, for he has stolen the treasure of my life.

He is a thief, who has taken everything from me.