Perhaps it is oneself  Love  Imagine too beautiful

Once after somebody left  Swear to be never shedding tears for the love

But has not discovered oneself  Have never stopped a heart that has shed tears

All the time  Keep waiting

The heart with simple hope can stop the step for me

Too innocent

I who am present can only tell oneself in this way

 Comfort oneself

                                                                                  You will never stop the step for me