Here is a rough translation.
Your Thumb
(Literally, "the way you use your thumb", or "how to use a thumb")
The room is illuminated by lamplight
Shining light on my tear-stained face
Water gleams on my ugly reddened cheeks
Beneath my overflowing eyes, your thumb
How nicely, how nicely it wiped away my tears
It's been 15 days since I've seen you
Consumed by this void and my delusions
I wasn't greedy, I wasn't selfish
I didn't want anything, I wanted to love you
I'm sorry, I can't forget you, I'm sorry
The footsteps of impulse
Move in the direction of habit
And where they end up, my ugly tears gleam
No matter how I bit my lip or clenched my fist
I became dizzy when you touched me
It was like my tank was full again
I didn't realize until you left
That there was no happiness above being with you
I guarded myself so well against your solace and sympathy
Reward me by saying "it's not like that"
I'm sorry, I can't explain it, I'm sorry
The real me is nothing but heartbreak
My love for you proved that I could be strong
I wasn't greedy, I wasn't selfish
I didn't want anything, I wanted to love you
I'm sorry, I can't forget you, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I can't explain it, I'm sorry
Copyright Rebecca, Nov. 2009.
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