As a woman I can not afford anymore
The second lover betrays again
To where do I have to survive
It turns out his love is more cruel than the first.
As a woman I can not afford anymore
The second lover betrays again
Now comes the third love again
Almost no sense of the boundaries of love.
Promised golden flower, curtained jealous
But I'm not what I'm asking for
The screams in my heart
Swallow like a spit.
