How am I going to replace that new taste of love?
Your eyes that speak a lot
I could not even see myself reflected in it
Tell me where I will stand
When every where you turn it was her that you see instead of me
(Instead of me)
You held me close but felt her warmth
Your kisses were not even mine anymore
You were undressing me but it was her skin you have tasted underneath it
How will I shove this off?
It’s like I’m inside this theater
Watching you and me
A, me – masked with her face
Tell me where I will stand
When every where you turn it was her that you see
Instead of me
Your eyes
Your warmth
Your kisses
They’re not even mine anymore
How will I shove this off?
Who loved you most?
Still I, still I, still I…..
1804*C^T
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem