Yalnız [English translation]

Who knows what has happened to you.

No one can be this lonely.

Tell me, one by one.

Hold my hands.

No one can be this resentful.

On your wrinkled face,

In your shadowed eyes,

In your gloomy silence;

What are in these?

What kind of stories?

Tell me about turning into a snowdrop

just before every spring,

About rupturing, plucking.

Tell me about dancing with the darkness,

Then laying for the death,

About the wicked world.

Tell me.

On your shivering chin,

The world is trembled.

No one can be this sad.

Your eyes are filled,

Just as your like.

No one can be this tired.

On your tear ducts,

In your tear that's standing still,

getting ready for pouring out;

What are in these?

What kind of stories?

Tell me about turning into a snowdrop

just before every spring,

About rupturing, plucking.

Tell me about dancing with the darkness,

Then laying for the death,

About the wicked world.

Tell me.

Don't be lost in faraway.

And don't your eyes brim with tears.

No one should be this lonely.

Tell me about turning into a snowdrop

just before every spring,

About rupturing, plucking.

Tell me about dancing with the darkness,

Then laying for the death,

About the wicked world.

Tell me.