La Amo

It might seem more like a plastic doll
beautiful on the outside but hollow within
preferring a purse over dinner with my mother
taking a walk not being important

I love her, how I love her
I met her when it was already too late to escape
I love her, how I love her
I've become irrational because I love her

I love her, how I love her
I met her when it was already too late to escape
I love her, how I love her
I've become irrational because I love her
Because I love her

It might be that I don't listen to your advice
forgetting her is not in my plans even if I crash
and that in a year I come back alone to tell you about my misfortune
for now, don't help me, I don't need it

I love her, how I love her
I met her when it was already too late to escape
I love her, how I love her
I've become irrational because I love her

I love her, how I love her
I met her when it was already too late to escape
I love her, how I love her
I've become irrational because I love her
How much I love her