Years, miles, a vast ocean
all strike me, as if you two left just yesterday.
You fled from me so quietly;
If not from me, then from the eastern fire.
No, no, I am no longer angry with you;
I simply miss her, my friend.
Even before we ran into you, she said:
"Only death will do us part.
First love is always the last."
And now I live, and she lives with you,
So if she's worried, tell her
that love kills me.
(INTERLUDE)
According to standard time, where I am, it's 5 o'clock,
And over there it must be 10, so we will not meet up.
There's a New Year's Eve party next door;
I will drink for you through the night, alone.
And she promised once, as women do:
"No one will come between us.
First love is always the last."
And the New Year is starting tonight,
And the city celebrates all around.
Love kills me.
In love, everything is fair,
Even stealing.
The lovers are innocent,
And that is all. Happy New Year
from me, as my reply.
Before you took her, I believed
the words we swore to each other:
"First love is always the last love."
And now I am here, alone in bed,
The mirror across from me mocks me.
Love kills.