Your yesterday words,
Were a stab on my back.
Live alone the way you want,

But don't scratch my wounds because of your obstinacy. (*rub salt into my wounds)

What love are you talking about, about what love?

You were everything in my life and you became something.
For that man you love, you no longer exist.
You have flattened everything in life.


You always mince your words with me.
Seek and find; tell me what do you want, what do you expect?

If you don't see life
The way you should, don't insist on it.