A girl who stole my heartThe stage is full of personas, I choose to read itIs there anyone who feels what I feel?My heart is throbbingYour eyes make my soul trembleWhen I look at you, it makes me trembleI always imagineYour faceIs there anyone who feels what I feel?Zalika, Zalika, ZalikaYou are the heroine of the storyWhen I walk beside youIt's hard to moveZalika, Zalika, ZalikaYou are the heroine of the storyYou are the heroine of the storyWhen I hear your voiceMy heart is throbbingDoes she already haveIf not yetI want to get to know herZalika, Zalika, ZalikaYou are the heroine of the storyWhen I walk beside youIt's hard to moveZalika, Zalika, ZalikaYou are the heroine of the storyWhen I hear your voiceMy heart is throbbingDoes she already haveIf not yetI want to get to know herZalika, Zalika, ZalikaYou are the heroine of the storyIt's hard to moveZalika, Zalika, ZalikaWhen I walk beside youMy heart is throbbingDoes she already haveIf not yetyou