I might be disturbed by a "no", I admit it
but it wouldn't have made me cry, numerous nights
I might be disturbed by a "no", just a bit
but it wouldn't have made me cry, like a little child.
This (other) "no" of your head,
your hair, your lips, your forehead and your eyes
this very "no", this very "no"
is the one that broke (my heart) into million pieces.
A "no" might disturb me, I admit it
but it wouldn't have made me cry, numerous nights
A "no" might disturb me, I admit it
but it wouldn't have made me sing for you