I always loved, I always loved you,
but I never knew what to do,
I never know what to do.
And now that your mine,
I still don't have a clue,
For I'm still just me,
A fragment of what I used to be.
They'll beat us down day and night,
and we'll remain bloody in the fight,
I wish there was another way,
Our spirits floating away.
Melancholy and me, melancholy and me.