It is what it is
I’m not destined to you, me who is insaneYou’re still a child while I’m sentenced to eternal sorrow.
My hands are not your nest, my little starMy sorrow, go and fly to your cluster, I will follow my old friend, pain
It is what it is, I’m lying to you it’s easy, without you my soul, there’s no way,Leave and don’t cry, because the greatest pain is far away from you.It is what it is, I’m lying to you it’s easy, without you my soul, there’s no way,Leave and don’t cry, because the greatest pain is far away from you, but it’s strongest in me.
I don’t have a coat where you can worm your cold hands, my dearestI don’t have an umbrella for your drams to hide when the pain fall on us, my sorrow
My hands are not your nest, my little starMy sorrow go and fly to your cluster, I will follow my old friend, pain
It is what it is, I’m lying to you it’s easy, without you my soul, there’s no way,Leave and don’t cry, because the greatest pain is far away from you.It is what it is, I’m lying to you it’s easy, without you my soul, there’s no way,Leave and don’t cry, because the greatest pain is far away from you, but strongest in me.