This life is a damn life
I like both of whom do not deserve
Even though past behind
This love grows more shameless.
If I had a stone chest
In place of my weak heart
I would love a villain
To kill this false illusion
Oh, wicked life
Why was I so much haze
If there is happiness
I want a little bit for me.
With my eyes wet with tears
I spend many nights awake
How do I love this life
If I have one I love beside me
If there was a law forbidding
Love to sell or buy
No one else would suffer as well
No right even to love.