I go from loving to not loving
you,
From waiting to not waiting
for you
My heart moves from cold to
fire.
I love you only because it's you
the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating
you
Bend to you, and the measure
of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but
love you blindly.
Maybe January light will
consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true
calm.
In this part of the story I am
the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will
die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire
and blood.
you,
From waiting to not waiting
for you
My heart moves from cold to
fire.
I love you only because it's you
the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating
you
Bend to you, and the measure
of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but
love you blindly.
Maybe January light will
consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true
calm.
In this part of the story I am
the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will
die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire
and blood.
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