Dearest girl, I'm worried 'bout us
Losing you became my worst curse
I won't say that I will buy you a car
And I won’t buy you some stars
There are too many words I would like to say
But I truly don't know how to begin

You mean too much to my life
You mean so much that I can't hide

When I sing this song
Sing this song
Sing this song
Sing this song

Although my songs are sad
They are the prettiest songs
As you are the prettiest star
And I am the happiest guy

So, so I sing these songs for you
Talking about your holy face, eyes, hair, hand, face, eyes, hair, hand
I wrote these songs for you
That's why they're so... so... so...

Beautiful!
Beautiful!
Beautiful!
Beautiful!