The water shows the face of a little girl,
She’s sweet, but still so young,
She’s not happy, she’s hurting,
Her eyes are showing her pain,
Just like the brouses on her face,
She tried to cover them with make-up,
But you can still see them a little bit.
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She is still too young to feel this pain,
She shouldn’t be going through this,
I wish I could help her,
But he’s her father too,
I just hope she knows it’s not her fault…
The water shows some circles,
They appear (?) by the tears she cries,
The tears are showing she’s hurt,
She’s looking for excuses,
She’s looking for a reason,
Why her father doesn’t love her,
And what she’s doing wrong.
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Little girl, listen to me,
What you father does to you is wrong,
Whatever you do, he shouldn’t be hitting you,
It’s not your fault, he’s just sick.
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But how can you make this clear to a little girl?
She doesn’t deserve this, noone does,
She blames herself, I still don’t understand,
How can you hit this girl?
If you just look at the sweet face the water shows…
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