First it was a dream, then it was bliss,
then it was hell, it was our love.
First it was a dream, then it was bliss,
then it was hell and now it is pain.
Once again, the story repeats itself here,
of love's sorrowful passage.
We began with smiles, with euphoria
and we end with sorrow and bitterness.
First it was a dream, then it was bliss,
then it was hell and now it is pain.
In spite of your abandonment I hoped
that you'd fulfill your longing and something more.
May that dream that draws you further away
never be like my dream, such dreary when awakened.
First it was a dream, then it was bliss,
then it was hell, it was our love.