Oh love! How can you dare to ask me?
How can you ask me whether my love is true,
Whether I have ever longed for you?
Is it the end of us?

You know what! - I never asked you,
Never did I ask about that blonde hair girl,
Never did I utter the words of unfaith,
Never even I thought about you being misfit for me.

You know what- I never asked you,
To give me those beautiful bouquet of flowers,
To make me feel special,
To award me for being too caring for you.

Oh love! Did you forget?
How you made my shoulders wet,
How you spread my secrets,
How you harmed me with distress.

Or Did you forget how you spent that night ahead
Without me, outside my arms,
How you left me in the snow and,
And made yourself a warm bed.

Can you believe me now?
That it was you not me,
Who made the whole story dirty,
Who never had the heart of faith.

Can you believe me now?
How you are the one,
Who pushed me to a dead end,
Who left me with no wind.

Can you even desire me?
With your filthy thoughts!
A look of kind you have,
Along with those two yellow-pupils

I was sweet to you, never think me being naive,
I saw you tasting her lips, with me hidden behind the walls,
I heard your love talks recharged with my money's power,
And a sweet marriage of two hearts while breaking the third.

You can have no secrets
Because I already became your shadow
Following you on those dark thoughts
And becoming one with your crimes

Let us both be punished
of being too smooth to be revealed
Because I never thought
That this end cannot be sealed.

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