You broke my heart once
I already left once
Now, I can not give you a prize
because of my pride.
Who knows in what hell
where and with you were you with
Even if you come back now
I can not give you a prize
If needed to cry, I cried
If needed to step back, I stepped back
Now it is my turn to speak.
Excuse me!
Every night I go from door to door
I get used to it little by little
Of course i will go out, Of course I will love
I am starting fresh.