You loved me so fiercely that i got burned

You left with ashes in my own home

Blown away, or swiped with rain

Tell me, darling, it's just one day?

Will it hurt again tommorow –

I don't want to see you sorrow,

The way you hurt when you're hurting me

What kind of monster for it can I be?

You say it's my action

I think that it's true

You didn't wanted,

I made you

I made you hate me

I didn't behave,

You will keep telling it

Back to my grave

And for all it's worth, I will complain

Though it will not take back all the pain,

"Force is not a true kind of affection

Hope you'll find in this world your dirrectuon"