I know hundreds of things
To sing for you tonight
So I jump into the abyss
Your mouth that softens my landing
But hundreds of words are once again lost
From the way from my heart to my mouth
I keep trying, another hundreds of times if I have to
Until my voice mutes
And fragile as old porcelain in a cupboard
That's how I feel at this moment
Fragile, but ever surprised by you
How beautiful you are and stay
If only I had more than two hands
Then I'd held you tighter
(Hold me tight)
But even hundreds of hands couldn't catch what is already falling, not even by touch
And fragile as old porcelain in a cupboard
That's how I feel at this moment
Fragile, but ever surprised by you
How beautiful you are and stay
Fragile as old porcelain displayed
But some day it will break
Fragile, and if it eventually falls
It won't bring us happiness