THE DAY HE DIED
Yesterday a friend has died
Without knowing what being loved means
Without feeling joy nor happiness
Lonely, while whispering lonely...
Yesterday he said
"What should I do to recieve understanding?"
I couldn't anwser anything
I just wanted to be his friend
Caputured in a way that uis only feigning
Playing with his own heart
Although he hates that
Why don't you stop Stop Please Stop!
People! You who have forgotten your fathers!
If you would remind me one more time,
Because of the way you were friends
Should I play about with it again?
To him who knew nothing but cold rain
I wanted to show what warmth is
Caputured in a way that is only feigning
Playing with his own heart
Although he hated that
Although he sufferd from that
Lying that ill-treatment is love
Makes an impression
Ridicule him who you forcefully made belive that
Why don't you stop Stop Please Stop!
People! You who have forgotten your mothers!
If you would remind me one more time,
Because of the way you were friends
Should I play about with it again?
If it was me who would only know sorrow and pain
I'd quickly wish for death, wouldn't it?
But I couldn't show him anything
And it was painful I weeped and weeped
Sympathy Love Friendship
Nobody can teach what that is
To me who knew nothing but cold rain
I wanted him to show what warmth is