Sorry, not sorry.
You ask me: my dear, tell me why...
I tell-so, please,don't worry.
I'm tired.
I don't want more lie.
The heavy winter is over,
Spring has come to town.
Goodbye, my dear lover,
Good luck, and don't let me down.
I want only one thing-be happy
And I think-this choice is right.
I've changed, I'm strong and not naive.
And now want to say. I'm ready to fight.