If you love me, then why
am I not sure about you?
If your love is such
that you make demands,
perhaps it is a love that
I will never understand.
But one who loves as I do,
who gives you her most beautiful days—
And if she has a smile,
she gives it to you
while sorrow, you know,
she keeps to herself
who loves you so.
Love is always like this
and never lives
in words that
sooner or later
are forgotten.
If you love me, then why
am I not sure about you?
I search to understand
where I went wrong but
how long will I love?
I will never know.
But where I went wrong, I don't know—
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If your love is such
that you make demands,
perhaps it is a love that
I will never understand.
But one who loves as I do,
who gives you her most beautiful days—
And if she has a smile,
she gives it to you
while sorrow, you know,
she keeps to herself
who loves you so.
Love is always like this
and never lives
in words that
sooner or later
are forgotten.
If you love me, then why
am I not sure about you?
I search to understand
where I went wrong but
how long will I love?
I will never know.
But where I went wrong, I don't know—
but where I went wrong, I don't know.