Many times
I have told my heart...

A young girl
With a broken flower in her hand...

It has been many nights,
Sleep had said goodbye to my eyes...

I have seen many beauties,
Many eyes...

Dear the luckiest guy in this world,
Sorry for writing a note again...

The time
A glass breaks...

Once,
You were a lover too...

Not a special occasion
Yet...

The nights of my life are full of
darkness...

Look,
how days have changed...

I
Can not...

I cannot
Mention my sorrows...