What do you really know of my love,
My Romeo?
What you’ve heard about me—
How much was truth, how much was a lie, who really knows?
Oh, you stole my heart away,
And the thief of my heart became my killer.
Try to understand the depth of my love,
Your words—only you know what they mean.
I understood only you,
Romeo…
Romeo…
If I share your happiness with a smile,
I whisper every secret of your heart.
I speak of love with all my devotion,
And you fall apart when I tell the story.
In your story, my name will always remain,
I salute your love—
Oh my beloved…
Oh my beloved.
