I am sorry
I lost the night of pleasure
A line and a line were
Pulled out from skein
I lost the night of treasure
On the light not turned off
Musing their agonies
Your words stir up every little thing
Your world shakes every moment
And I become so tired
I am sorry
I lost the night of fascination
There were only you and I
Falling down to the abyss
Your words stir up every little thing
Your world shakes every moment
And I become so tired
It’s too late…
I have to go to sleep
Your words stir up every little thing
Your world shakes every moment
And I become so tired
I am sorry