Even if you release my hand
Your love is sufficient for me
I will be thirsty for your kissing
I will console myself but won't speak
I say maybe it is a lie,a game
But still fear takes me over
What a pity, it slowly fell down into my heart
Isn't these fake lovings are actually hatred
I feel cold even if I hug you
As if you are not the other half of my bed
My revolt is against my burning
Even the death is quiet
Is that you who looked back and walked away, o woman?
My pride would fall on to the ground
Just if you look at my face
Do not trample me darling