Ask me what I do with this broken heart The frustration of ending in my heart What do I do with this sadness I have I have every side of the happiness Oh, O God, my heart and my wishes (2). It was a shara I wish you had a look at the cold heart of my heart Then my part was a star of the star O, O God, my heart, and with his wishes (2) I wish the glass was an example of stone and a thorn My cold clutch then my part was a stars sky
