You hear my words, from within my poems, it's better this way
But you should still know, that my nights are impossible to pass by without tears
impossible to pass by
You were beside me, but how silent, it was me and myself
All said but though, I never got tired of your isolation
Not only with me, you never used to talk with even my shadow
All said but though, you are still welcome to my heart's nightly reception [2x]
you are welcome
What do I say when my unsaid words are ingrained with me?
I feel like my heart has became the saddest heart in the world
Days pass by, but my feeling is impossible to change
You know every night a little bit of poem brings my broken soul toward you [2x]
toward you
Tonight again with your memories, I'm supposed to sit and
tell about my pains again, to papers of poems, til I see the morning
while I'm drown in myself, with drops of tear, on wet papers
The is the last distich, but poem is not always end of the story
not end of the story [4x]