This morning I felt a desire    there was a wish growing within my body
You told me you had a desire   you told me you were in despair

This morning I felt a kind of strength    that kind of desire no longer grows
You told me you had a desire   you told me you were in despair

I cry        Does not mean I’m sad
I smile    Does not mean I’m kindhearted

* This kind of desire is maturing within my body
   This kind of desire is colliding within my body…

Waiting for the end waiting for the beginning
We are used to this already
The end of sorrow the beginning of happiness
We are used to this already
We can no longer become happy
We can no longer become sorrowful

Repeat *