One must know to still smile,
When the best is taken away,
And nothing left but the worst,
Within a beastlike mourning life,
One must know at all cost
To guard all of his dignity,
And despite whatever the cost,
To go away without looking back,
To face the destiny that disarms us,
That elevates the lost happiness,
One must know to hide his tears,
But me, my heart, don’t know how.
One must know to quit the table,
Once Love is not served anymore,
Without hanging around pitiful,
And leave quietly without a noise,
One must know to hide his pain,
Under the mask of everyday life,
And remember cries of dislike,
That are the last words of the love,
One must know to keep cool,
And a silent heart, that dies already,
One must know how to keep face,
Like me who loves you a lot,
Like me who cannot,
One must know,
But me, I don’t know how...