You once said that my heart is like a glass
Pure and transparent as water
Even if it's full of heartbreak
I can spill it easily and pretend it doesn't matter.
I hold a glass in my hand
Heartbroken and speechless
No matter how carefree and beautiful your smile is
What should I use to compensate for my broken heart?
Your little glass
Can't hold too many tears
The more love, the more fatigue
Sprinkle some and let yourself fly
That light and delicate glass
Always too easy to break
If you can hold tears, you can't hold charm
Who can understand who has annihilated whom?