Blood and rose, rose and thorn, my love and you
Our backs turned on each other; you and me…
I don’t know if I am able to explain.
I love you, do you love me?
I am crying, are you laughing?
I am missing you, are you leaving?
The more I love you, the more you push me back
So be it.
The one who hugs, kisses, cries and laughs
And then who runs away.
A storm and a calm night, like a riddle…
I don’t know if I am able to explain.