Don’t touch her, don’t hit her where it hurts most
Leave alone the one who doesn’t love
Life is beautiful to you but the main question is:
Does the heart consent to such a little piece of love?
Don’t tell me anything because it doesn’t help
I don’t like being consoled
I’m the only one to deal with the rest
While it was not needed
She has done everything before the right time arrived
(But) Most of the people still think that she is well-mannered (and) in interest
If you didn’t like my words
Pack up your traps and leave
I don’t know how long it will last
To recover and to be ready
If you didn’t love my words
Pack up your traps and leave
I don’t know how long it will last
To recover and to be ready
Don’t touch her, don’t hit her where it hurts most
Leave alone the one who doesn’t love
Life is beautiful to you but the main question is:
Does the heart consent to such a little piece of love?