Poor me, pathetic me
I send my sighs through the wind
But no-one would accept them
So the wind keeps carrying them
My sigh has gone away
And so will yours- it'll leave with the sorrow
When they meet on their way
What will they say to each other?
Neither with nor without you
There isn't cure for my pain
When I'm with you you're killing me
And without you the death's waiting for me
My sigh has gone away