I thought that you will feel the love which saw
That you can keep and hold it in your heart;
I hoped that I was strong enough to thaw
The hate and awe that crushed you from the start.
The hate you kept within your soul conquered.
You let me live in pain without a cure
Although the songs I played to you were heard.
And plenty smiles and cries will come to me
Because, to suffer, from the start I knew,
But maybe one day you will start to see.
And now I know that I have done so wrong
When I believed that you will be as strong.
Prima oara. Iarta,
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