Bien-dote Feliz
Yukun
Making You Happy
It's two in the morning
And I can't stop thinking about you
What will become of you, my love
What will become of me
Will I ever be able
To see myself like you
Or will I just be alone
Making you happy?
It's raining heavily
Underneath my glasses
Every time I look at you
Every time I write to you
I mess myself up again
My mental health
What little I have left
Of this dignity
I know I've already lost it, but
Making you happy
And you don't know
The time I spent
Looking for explanations
Or things the other way around
Something that would give you the reason
But I can't find forgiveness
I mess myself up again
My mental health
What little I have left
Of this dignity
That I know I've already lost, but
Making you happy
Making you happy
Even though I'm not like that
I also want to cry
Who will care?
Who will help me?
