Who would understand if I explain?
I have a story left in in half
Maybe this loneliness will pass,
how treacherous the evenings become
My soul is hurt, will the flames stop?
My soul is hurt, who is blowing, the mountains get wounded
My soul is hurt, hasn't it ended yet?
You still find love in me.
I, because the places I've been hurt, of the wounded scars
I am tired. Because of love, because of love, I
because of the places I've been hurt, of the wounded scars
Who will love you from within? Most deeply, most deeply I will.
The summers that has fallen from my heart
turned to winter, the streets are white .
glass hurt when it breaks
you have a glass heart, too.
My soul is hurt, will the flames stop?
My soul is hurt, who is blowing, the mountains get wounded
My soul is hurt, hasn't it ended yet?
You still find love in me.
I, because the places I've been hurt, of the wounded scars
I am tired. Because of love, because of love, I
because of the places I've been hurt, of the wounded scars
Who will love you from within? Most deeply, most deeply I will.