Don't fly low for me, my dear love
How could I've let go of my nature of craving for your heart
Our love is nothing but a mere blasphemy
If you veer away from the stairway to the centre of his cross
The strait is a gate and narrow is the way
Two cannot walk abreast at a time, not at a time
So through me, to higher
Through me, to higher place
Through me, the wreckage of this quivering soul (But I fly for you, my dear love)
To the land unbeaten by invasion of gloom (How can I let go of my craving for your heart)
Love me, for I am the one who is leaving (I guess you loved me)
Love me, for I am the one who is leaving (I guess you loved me on the worst way)
I guess you loved me
And I loved you so