Don't respond... Quiten and listen...
*[[You darling yes you
listen to me for once
Let me talk on impulse for once
Let me pour all my darknesses to you
After all you send them again to me later
Please quiten once let me talk
quiten and listen
Listen and see what I say to you]]
I'm going...
yes look I'm going to endlessness
I'm resigning from your heart silently
I'm taking my steps slowly, I'm moving away from you shedding my last tears...
While I'm going,
the orphan love that you left in me is trying to get out,
My skin is jagging on my every step
My body is revolting, wants to stay madly your love in my heart
My every crumb is trying to obstruct, bu staying isn't cure
Spending all the times of my lifetime passes through
Staying on purpose...
But no
Believe not
Don't respond
Quiten
quiten and listen
You are like a cough that repress (me) in my throat every winter
Which I try to cure with one spoonful honey but can't manage...
You're like a gaunt cough that I cannot put out of my life in any way
You're like a cough that awaken me overtaking in causeless moments darling
Sometimes not letting breath, sometimes makes cry
But always exists and always overtakes in winter...
You darling
You're like a winter sun to my vitality
To my skin never warming up
Enslaving to colds only showing yourself and never burning...
Maybe not having a benefaction to even himself/herself...
Therefore I'm going darling
And let me talk for the last time while I'm going
Let me cry out with the orphan love in me for the last time
Quiten and listen
Do you know darling
I'm not taking anything with me while I'm going
I'm leaving all the rememberences to you...
our escapade kissings one another...
I'm putting Our lovings, our embraces and warmth of your hand to your head end...
And I'm leaving all yhe lovings to your side...
I'm setting of taking just myself with me...
I'm embracing only injured side of me with tenderness and I'm resigning from my love silently...
I'm resigning from being in your heart...
I'm taking leave of you with the last kiss that I land to your hair while you're sleeping in your bed...
*[[the same words as above]]
Very good song, melancholic, emotinal and well-expressed feelings...
*Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient premises-----