I knew that maybe you wouldn't like
And I knew that would have a knife
Under me, behind you
I knew it, it's true
But no one thinks that's wrong when you do
I knew that someday you'll find
You knew what happened in my mind
We tried so hard to hide
We tried to let it in any side
But now it's too late to cry...
The past took our lips away
I'm just waiting for a new day
I should go ahead to find it
But it's hard to break an old habit
So I keep crying the same old tears
Always crushed by my last fears
A past so far and so near
That's how I keep alive in this year...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem