I prayed to the moon
And the sun doesn't know
I showed her my burns
And the moon, she laughed at me
And even the sky didn't look good
And I wasn't healing
I told myself, "such bad luck" (unfortunate)
And the moon, she made fun of me
I asked the moon
If you still wanted me
She said "I don't often deal with things like this"
And you and me
We were so sure
Even though we sometimes told each other
It was just an affair
And that it wasn't meant to last
I don't have much to tell you or (I don't havе something big to tell you)
And nothing much to make you laugh
Causе I always expect the worst
And the best wouldn't make me happy
I asked the moon
If you still wanted me
She said "I don't often deal with things like this"
And you and me
We were so sure
Even though we sometimes told each other
It was just an affair
And that it wasn't meant to last