The chains withing my heart breaks apart, you hearken??
Inspired tonight, the last strike of the love
Have you ever loved this way?
Have you ever felt this way? (lit:-become like this?)
I bowed my head to love yet again
But this now is the last salute!
I would never had wanted to hand you over to darkness.
Faded flowers wouldn't have had bedizen my memories.
I wouldn't have uttered, a single hurtful remark after you.
I never deserved being forgotten in such a manner.
You've fancied love to be; flowers and bugs? sun and clouds?
You've slept and waken according to the seasons
(whenever suited you? you only lived as you wished?)
After me, you'll never be able to love again, you are ruined.
I've now ripped out, the erred bullet (of love ) of my heart.