Make a part of the lines of late written in your hands
I know that I belong to you so make me part of your destiny
Denying my love, at the same time swearing on that love
How can you call that a promise?
Even though you have forgotten me, just try and remember me
And you will fool
If I am a thorn, don't come near me because I'll hurt you
But if only I was a flower then I would decorate your hair