Oh, this longing is hopeless
It bruises and makes my heart hurt
I feel something. a knot in my chest
Hurting, trying to escape solitude
I go out and in the midst of people see
Your face, your smile in my direction
At this failed meeting I become sad
Suffering, trying to escape solitude
I have hope that the longing will not mature
Because the love that was born is for real
To last and wait for you
Oh, this longing is hopeless
It bruises and makes my heart hurt
I feel something. a knot in my chest
Hurting, trying to escape solitude
I go out and in the midst of people see
Your face, your smile in my direction
At this failed meeting I become sad
Suffering, trying to escape solitude
I have hope that the longing will not mature
Because the love that was born is for real
To last and wait for you