Once you told me,
you will understand what Love is.
Once you told me,
it will not be enough.
I am now participating in the Destiny’s Theater.
Sometimes I think I’m going down, is not it?
Sometimes I’m crazy about you,
although it hardly seems to me.
Maybe I’m not quite right,
What love is that?
Please tell me that you are mine.
Sometimes I see you as I dream.
Tell me you will let me go.
I do not have to say it,
but you have to leave,
to find love.
Maybe I am falling or perhaps I am not.
I wonder if I know what love is.
One theater, one life, one dream, one game.
You remain so distant all the time.
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