In a place left for me
Where are my dreams without you?
Everything we talk about is nonsense
Everyone has a different tongue*
The place, you know,
Where I (always) go in my hard times
I have set out for there again
You, too, come a little later (please)
Why are you pouting at love?
It gets harder as your heart beats
I used to think that I can bear any pain
(But) Believe me that’s utterly different
Maybe some day at a place
Even (maybe) face to face
Touch my face
With the lovely joys of the first day
The place, you know,
Where I (always) go in my hard times
I have set out for there again
You come a little later, too
Why are you pouting at love?
It gets harder as your heart beats
I used to think that I can bear any pain
(But) Believe me that’s utterly different
*Everyone is talking about something else.