• You give me everything,
    Even if it was to sing,
    A sweater so warm and soft,
    Compared to a small mouth,
    I wish I could say more,
    but your eyes look so sore.

    You give me nice things,
    Even if it's just a wing,
    I wanted you to always know,
    The thing that will go,
    when we see the pain in your eyes
    I feel the pain in mine.

    I feel so guilty and wrong,
    I feel like writing a song,
    just I don't know what to say,
    Even on this very day,
    The present you gave to me,
    I will never let that be.