What's the point of loving?
That comes from who knows where
And grabs you all at once
That love makes you suffer
What's the point of loving?
That love's disappointing
Leaves you a taste of honey
Seems heartbreaking to you
In short, if I got it right
Without its joys, its sorrows
Every time I believe in it
But you, you're the first
Before you, there was nothing
You, whom I'll always love