You underestimated my kindness. You didnt tell me your secret. Maybe my humble heart has made something for you. Although my name is now very unknown to you. Speak up, O kind one, dont let me know about you. Even your laughter is like bitterness, like the smile of a familiar lie. I know you well from where you are full of affection and stories of infidelity. Crying, your eyes are cheap, if there are no tears, you will rain. Now empty everything you have in your chest with your words. Let me be your secret confidant for once. Let me be the last song for your singing.
