Another wound
And my heart just recovered from the first
I go to him again
And my heart remembers the first wound
I made the mistake once of calling something cheap costly
You hurt my heart and the wounds of hearts are costly
From today there is no sadness, no color
From today there is no love either
Oh God compensates for the days and nights
From today there are no friends or lovers
From today the heart is lonely... oh time
Oh God compensates for the days and nights
Oh night
You hurt my heart and the wounds of hearts are costly
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