Bright holiday, light of love, blind who does not have it
light rain, you far away, the first rain is cold
Let me behold your form once more
And let your memory be the warmth of the sun for me

And this was meant to be spent alone
Damn him, he hurts me so much

Little wishes, scraps, they travel by day
And the punishments of the soul, the nights are day
Who saw my love? Bring it to me
And my secret poor man, let no one know him

And this was meant to be spent alone
Damn him, he hurts me so much

Sweet odes, passages, my sad dream
Be silent, you and I are far away in my rice field
Tonight I want to see you, hug you tight
But it is already my fate to lose you forever

And this was meant to be spent alone
Damn him, he hurts me so much

And this was meant to be spent alone
Even God, he too, is angry with me