many memories are hidden
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Under an innocent smile
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the date of some distant memories
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Time, with its infinite links
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don't make us think about the end
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The space my hands embraced
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became infinitely clear
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when they surrounded you
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Climbing the stairway of adulthood
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you are still Cinderella
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Still believing, for sure that somebody
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will bring happiness to you
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The time to think about about
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the days when you were a little girl has come
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Many brilliant memories
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like the sun filtered through trees
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Just one turns sideways
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in the commemorative pictures,
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the time we dreamt of love
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Climbing down the glass stairway
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Cinderella with glass' shoes
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stop your feet in the ballroom
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and mind the sound of the clock
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There are days when you look back
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nostalgically, to when you were a little girl
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Climbing the stairway of adulthood
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you are still Cinderella
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Still believing, for sure that somebody
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will bring happiness to you
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The time to think about about
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the days when you were a little girl has come
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There are days when you look back
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nostalgically, to when you were a little girl
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