We cannot breathe under the same sky anymore,
it drives me insane...

Forgive me, I am too young to depict,
don't they look like the two faces of a coin...

The caged bird is now
flying in the universe...

And she asked me today,
"what inspires you to write...

It is funny because I thought that this time
you were going to stay...

Do not return the letter to me again,
my heart is already full of them...

Tell me you don't love me and for you,
I am perfectly imperfect...

Today, I am going to give you my heart;
it wasn't easy for me to share...

Tonight, I am going to filter out all those
thoughts which are whispering into my ear...

You are gone, and
I am in the arms of darkness once again...

Sweetheart, let me sing you a lullaby
on a night of November...

My love, you can't just do anything,
and pretend it is right...