“Why does a young men die?”
This question is still open.
You’ll think about it tonight
Because your heart is broken.
The ardent love, the deadly pain,
When heart want only die…
I didn’t want to bring them,
But had to say – “Good bye”.
I meant you only close friend,
And didn’t think of love.
And now, at last I understand,
How our friendship’s hard.
I’m tired of love; I’m tired of lie,
I want to stay alone.
That’s why I said to you “Good bye”,
That’s why deprived of hope.