Here is Taipei

You don’t know the meaning of the thing to me,

You don’t know the wound you have made to me,

I really mean it,

I thought you might be known.

The heart has broken,

The tears run like a fall.



You are the Lord,

You are the King,

You decide if I should smile or cry.

One word you said,

I kept it in mind all the time;

One laugh you left,

I reviewed in the dream every night.



How could you make me feel that way?

How could you betray the trust between us?

My heart has broken and the tears run like a fall.



I won’t let you make me down,

But you did really make me down.