Do you know this saying?
Love is when two people look in the same direction
Every day, from behind (by myself)
I secretly look where she is looking once again

The more I follow her, the more tears fall
The closer we get, the more I long for you

Where do I place my heart?
Where do I empty it?
When it keeps filling and filling up even more?

Where does my heart go?
Where can I throw it away?
You endlessly build up inside

How do you view me?
Among many thoughts
I slowly walk towards you
My precious love now surpasses my sorry heart
So I’m telling you like this

The more I follow her, the more tears fall
The closer we get, the more I long for you

Where do I place my heart?
Where do I empty it?
When it keeps filling and filling up even more?

Where does my heart go?
Where can I throw it away?
You endlessly build up inside