Count Capulet To have a girl A little opal Eyes that shine Skin so pale
To have a girl It\'s to make a woman A little virtuoso Before her scale
To have a girl A heart of sand Gift of God Gift of the devil
To have a girl It\'s to commit a crime Where the guilty is the victim To have a girl
She is my life, she is my blood She is the fruit of my 20 years And I curse all her lovers She is my life, she is my blood To have a girl, it\'s to tremble with fear That she wears make-up for a liar To have a girl, it\'s to never anymore To treat the women like I did her To have a girl
I hate the men and their looks I know their ruses and their victories And when comes the day when one of them Will take my girl while calling me \'Sir\' Then that day and for ever I will close with double locks My heart and I will become deaf To have a girl it\'s to continue to hope And believe still that when comes the day of my death She will bear all at the bottom of her heart This spark of this or that which in it\'s turn And for love comes to cry the heart so heavy
To have a girl A little opal Of eyes shining Skin so pale
To have a girl It\'s to make a crime Where the guilty is the victim To have a girl To have a girl