To love is half of my life.
Told me "you're a wound", my dudes..
Can not bleed heartache of mine.
Inside me there is not even a tiny bit happiness.
Love of mine is my destiny.
Even if you don't, I'm awaiting the arrival of yours.
Infinite, lies of those who left.
No vacancy in the graveyards, too..
Leastways, don't try my patience tonight..
I can come, you know, without asking why.
Reflected in the clouds, the color of your face.
You killed it, don't test my pulse anymore.
You killed it, don't test my pulse anymore.
Even if you go, you will be the only rose I smelled.
Very difficult but soon, to get myself together is.
Unluckily, such an unlucky man I am.