[Pre-Chorus]
The dew gathering on your cold eyes
Is so beautiful
I gaze at it endlessly
And my heart weeps along with it
Oh, my poor, sorrowful woman
[Chorus]
Two lonely souls
Ah, we met and grew attached like this
After all, life
Is just getting drunk with an empty glass in hand
My love, please fill
The rest of my empty cup with your sorrows
[Pre-Chorus]
The dew gathering on your cold eyes
Is so beautiful
I gaze at it endlessly
And my heart weeps along with it
Oh, my poor, sorrowful woman
[Chorus]
Two lonely souls
Ah, we met and grew attached like this
After all, life
Is just getting drunk with an empty glass in hand
My love, please fill
The rest of my empty cup with your sorrows
Please fill my empty cup with your sorrows