Rolling, tears are flowing,
rolling, rolling
Like the silent pain hasn’t won
Trembling, fingertips are trembling,
trembling, trembling
I must be thinking about the happy, warm times
They say if you love, you become prettier
They say if you love, you change a little
What do I have to do to make the
love inside me prettier?
When I think about it, tears come
When tears come, what comes to mind is
It’s a relief that I have a person like that by my side
Gently, my eyes are closing,
gently, gently
I must have wanted to dream about
the scent of that smile
Rolling, love is flowing,
rolling, rolling
I must like him to the point where my mind is cold
They say if you love, you become prettier
They say if you love, you change a little
What do I have to do to make the
love inside me prettier?
When I think about it, tears come
When tears come, what comes to mind is
It’s a relief that I have a person like that by my side
When you, who is cold, get off my chest,
I have to laugh as if I didn’t see anything
“Maybe you’ll come back”
always repeats at that place
Even though it’s foolish because I like a happy love
They say if you love, you become prettier
They say if you love, you change a little
What do I have to do to make the
love inside me prettier?
When I think about it, tears come
When tears come, what comes to mind is
It’s a relief that I have a person like that by my side
