My love,
Won't you explain to me the unbearable madness of sadness?
Tell me of the things that we speak and we do.
Give me the comfort of lightness in my heart.

Won't you guide my hand into your chest?
Let me feel the beat of your love.
Then, sing me the melody of your silence.

Those eyes with deep dark blue ocean,
washes over me and I gladly drown.

Won't you let me paint your canvas with my love?
I promise it to be heavenly tragic.
In this way, we will kiss our love in the fading moonlight.

But we are a catastrophe of romance.
You, will turn into a beautiful swan.
I, will turn into the abyss.