My heart is broken to pieces
And I can barely pretend
That I'm strong, the one who misses
Will never be to some extent
My heart will follow u 4ever
I don't want to complement
I say my dear it's now or never
Those olden words're experiment
My hands are miserably shaky
They cannot mend the broken heart
I want to learn, togeather make it
The art of love, the ancient art
Alas, my darling is abstracted
I can't awaken her from dream
Alas, my love can't be detected
in her most lovely eyes of green