On a sweet Spring night,
When flowers beam from the moons light.
I saw you sitting there waiting for him.
He who has made you cry and weep when you think of him,
Yet he still has a foothold on your warm heart,
Where I wish I could be, but he stands in that part.
I watched for an entire hour and he never showed,
So you once again wept from your face to the road.
I took a chance and came with you.
But when I saw your face, I couldn’t confess to you,
Because I was afraid of your reply,
But silenced again, I just hug you and die,
Because I am too afraid to live without you.