My Gift
I don't even have a second
Without thinking, without missing
This trouble is too much for this body
A love that destroys

I would recognize this pain wherever I saw it
This heart of mine and I were gladly fooled
Even a moment was enough for love
Whatever comes from you is the reason for my breath

This trouble suits my love
Let it stand on me
I will suffer your absence
Let it fill me instead of you
Don't think this pain will kill me
I live out of spite
Let my absence from you be my gift to my love