The first time I saw you
My heart has almost stopped
Inside the burning flames
I was on fire of excitement
The first time I kissed you
My lips had waited for you
Beside my heart
I was dying of excitement.
Is it the bullet of love that is burning me?
Is it the haul from the sea?
I wouldn't fall in love with you, however
Your love is not like any other.
My wounded heart is despairing
Medications are not helping
Come, touch me and see it yourself
If it's possible to live with such a distress