Someone else is being happy now.
Pressing against your cuddling arms.
Feeling so satisfied.
We used to carry each other.
I believed that way,
but little did I know.
Springtime provides me with nothing but coldness.
It makes me ache and hurt.
(Refrain:)
Now the cruel light sneaks in the dream.
I wake up in a pale cold morning.
I rise up though not feeling strong yet.
'Cause there's no other way.
Nothing helps.
Neither crying nor screaming helps either.
April is laughing at my face.
This isn't going like it was promised,
but I'm singing: "So be it then".
Yeah, perhaps someone always ends up alone.
That's nothing new.
But I'm not here to lose.
I can stand this as well.
Some day I'll be happy,
but not just yet.
This spring is making fun of me.
It torments and tortures.
(Refrain)
Now the cruel light sneaks in the dream.
I wake up in a pale cold morning.
I rise up though not feeling strong yet.
'Cause there's no other way.
Nothing helps.
Neither crying nor screaming helps either.
April is laughing at my face.
This isn't going like it was promised,
but I'm singing: "So be it then".
I'm not aware of anything
and nothing can I see.
The fog envelopes the rooms and my heart and head.
Even though I might pretend otherwise,
the longing is cutting.
(Refrain)
Now the cruel light sneaks in the dream.
I wake up in a pale cold morning.
I rise up though not feeling strong yet.
'Cause there's no other way.
Nothing helps.
Neither crying nor screaming helps either.
April is laughing at my face.
This isn't going like it was promised,
but I'm singing: "So be it then".