Oh my love,
You have bartered with my soul,
And now a thousand kisses couldn't pay the debt,
A thousand-thousand words is not enough to say I love you,
And a thousand-thousand hours is not enough to fill the void.

Oh my love,
You trampled on my heart's desire,
And finally my soul moved on through the wilderness of pain and grief,
A hundred days of pain was not enough to morn the loss,
And a hundred-hundred tears are not enough to heal the wound.

And now my love,
Our life goes on,
With pain a part of the thousand-thousand thoughts that fill my days ,
And the hundred-hundred hours that fill my nights.