Even though I’m eating now, I can’t swallow without tears running down,
Even though I’m forcing myself to eat more, I feel emptiness inside.
Even though I’m listening to songs, I can’t even hum along.
And even when I watch movies, I can’t remember what I’ve seen in it.
I can’t eat well because I keep thinking of you.
Your thoughts might have changed since you left, but I,
even today too, keep on living and eating with tears running down.
I can’t ride the bus, afraid of being cursed (laughed?) at,
Being afraid they might make fun of a crying me.
I can’t do anything, can’t even live by myself, without you.
I can’t eat well because I keep thinking of you.
Your thoughts might have changed since you left, but I,
even today too, keep on living and eating with tears running down.
I can’t ride the bus, afraid of being cursed (laughed?) at,
Being afraid they might make fun of a crying me.
I can’t do anything, can’t even live by myself, without you.
I’m living alone, and you know well why it is,
I’m nothing without you,
I know nothing but only you, and without you, I can’t even eat well.
I can’t even bear to die, because you may come back to me,
I can’t do anything, (but) maybe one day you’ll find me,
today and tomorrow, too,
I only want you.