My pillow was weeping  until it fell asleep
that was such a sad pillow lying on my bed..

My floor was bleeding under me,
i have the floor dyed in deep colour red..

The woman in my mirror was looking at me,
it was such a pitiful human that i saw...

And i have some strange feeling in my heart
that she is someone that i know..

And I still love him.
After all this time.
My heart still longs for him the way the ocean yearns for the shore.

Relentlessly, hopelessly, pitifully.

No matter how many times the ocean draws away,
it always finds itself crashing back into the arms of the cold, unstable shore.