The tears which has
turned poem?
(this is not a direct translation of the song)
When things are over,
she has already learnt to beautify her wound so as to cover them
up.
Her tears have already turned into rain drops which has already
gone for their reincarnation.
She has already stopped that moment she had with him. Frozen it in
eternity which has long gone. Not a thing remembered about that
day.
Who is actually responsible for hurting of another?
And yet who is the one responsible for turning him into a
beauty?
Even if my tears have turned into a poem it doesn't really
matter...
A poem for you to recall.. Which even if you don't appreciate the
words, I shall fall within on my own... Because to me memories are
always beautiful...
I've already learnt to accept your cruel departure as a solitary
respect.
Just because of 'incompatibility', you chose to leave..
I've already learnt to accept silence as moments for my
regrets...
No choice of where to go... No words which needs to be
spoken...
The last part probably means "Your taste is always for beauty"...
Which personally I feel is a bit of sacrastic in the sense that
she's saying her ex... Going for 'beauty'... Which can never really
be attained...?
