I bend beneath the weight
Of the persisting pain
Which crushes my soul without mercy.
I pray without faith
For time to erase
This rage which gnaws at my mind.
How do you feel hatred
For a being whom you love
More strongly than yourself?
Must you throw into the flames
All the lies and the infamies
Which hurt, hurt, hurt?
My God, make it that one day I'll forgive her
Because it was her who made a man of me
I want to believe that I'm to blame
If tonight, she sleeps beside someone else.
I bend beneath the weight
Of my armour of ice
That burns my body without rest.
The echo of her voice,
Like an insatiable bite,
Devours me endlessly.
How do you feel hatred
For a being whom you love
More strongly than yourself?
Find the strength to banish
The past, the memories
Which hurt, hurt, hurt?
My God, make it that one day I'll forgive her
Because it was her who made a man of me
I want to believe that I'm to blame
If tonight, she sleeps beside someone else.
The night, the emptiness and absence,
Boredom, missing and forgetting.
To my cries, your silence answers.
So, I cry and I pray.
My God, make it that one day I'll forgive her
Because it was her who made a man of me
My God, make it that one day I'll forgive her
Because it was her who made a man of me
I want to believe that I'm to blame
If tonight, she sleeps beside someone else.