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The secrets in my dreams tell me,
About the sorrows that I’ll come across,
I must yearn for mercy,
Your pained appearance and my greeting,
A gaze that was shut as if tired,
I don’t wish for anything more than these,
The sickened promise is stinking and hidden; I never knew…

A dream that I can’t recover,
My memories grew dim,
My pains became dull and my heart cracked,
My burnt out soul is simply a cooled mountain of ash,
My tears are filled with pain, ha…

So tell me… tell me… the reason why…
How can you do this to me…
You break my heart…
And you make me cry…

So tell me… tell me… the reason why…
How can you do this to me…
You break my heart…
And you make me cry…

In the expressionless, final moonlight,
Covered in muddied excuses,
The warmth that embraced you,
Vanished without a trace; You’ll never know…

Within the endless pain,
There’s the belated regret that was left behind,
And the flowers of love that disappear meaninglessly…

So tell me… tell me… the reason why…
How can you do this to me…
You break my heart…
And you make me cry…

So tell me… tell me… the reason why…
How can you do this to me…
You break my heart…
And you make me cry…

So tell me… tell me… the reason why…
How can you do this to me…
You break my heart…
And you make me cry…

So tell me… tell me… the reason why…
How can you do this to me…
You break my heart…
And you make me cry…