She's not one of those women who cries
Reproach myself, the tears poured.
She is one of those that will forgive all,
With a smile and depart.
Perhaps that is its strength,
Attracts men...
And fate, though not arrogant,
Wins over the years.
She's not one of those women who cries
Reproach myself, the tears poured.
She is one of those that will forgive all,
With a smile and depart.
Perhaps that is its strength,
Attracts men...
And fate, though not arrogant,
Wins over the years.