I am sorry
I lost the night of pleasure
A line and a line were
Pulled out from skein

I lost the night of treasure
On the light not turned off
Musing their agonies

Your words stir up every little thing
Your world shakes every moment
And I become so tired

I am sorry
I lost the night of fascination
There were only you and I
Falling down to the abyss

Your words stir up every little thing
Your world shakes every moment
And I become so tired

It’s too late
I have to go to sleep

Your words stir up every little thing
Your world shakes every moment
And I become so tired

I am sorry