I have a habit of writing down
All of my hard experiences
Disappointments and wailing moments of separation
I have a habit of putting in a song
Also those good crumbs of life
That you walk away from without noticing
I have a habit of unraveling my mind
Tell real things
And those subjects are familiar for everyone
I have a habit of putting in a song
What I heard, what I saw
That's when I don't have to keep everything inside
Chorus:
Life is full of shadows and light
Sometimes it brings to tears
When cries of the collars
Tightens your throat
Life is full of happiness
And sad phases
We have a perfect life
Full of song subjects
We have a perfect life
I have a habit of unraveling my mind
Tell real things
And those subjects are familiar for everyone
I have a habit of using for a song
This scarred heart of mine
When I put it into a paper
Everything that I lost
At the same time, I halved my sorrows
When I put it into a paper
All of my silly fears
Finally, I dared to sing them out loud
Chorus