In this stone,
I will write again
my name and your name
Forgive me
if at that time,
by writing our names,
I considered you to be an exaggeration
Now,
after you left,
I feel the meaning of your writing
Although patient,
but clearly firm
You left memories and memories
Here,
you blown out your wings
Then you slipped
on
my guitar string
I'm sorry if I
was rude and I threw it away
You ran away while crying
You were holding on to
that kite
Now I understand
Here,
in this room
All that's left is your picture
I keep it close to my bed
And my dreams
Oh,
Kamelia Say it in one of my dreams
Oh,
Kamelia Forgive all my mistakes
Oh,
Kamelia
