What will I do? What should I do? I've set my eyes, and they are on you.
Shed light on my path. Meet my eyes and show me your heart.
I will not cry but I will forever sigh. Show me mercy and lighten my day.
What will I do with you? You are unattainable.
What will I do with myself?
Should I demonstrate, for you to compensate? All these headaches and pains, I cannot do without you...
I'll use the pen as my spear and gear, to battle with the pain even if in the first place there was no gain.
I will also do good with songs, with music and dance, to drive the loneliness away and I won't be here to stay.
I'll go where I can see myself as an outsider. I will live life and wait at the gate. Until you pass me by, until your eyes see mine.