We were subdued by suspiscion first

They are there again where they were first

 

My desires surfaced as wrinkles

Wounds were hidden in my chest first

 

Now (you) make me cry over every thing (talk)

Aware of the profit and loss before

 

As if a thorn has come out of (my) heart

Tears flowed from (my) eyes before

 

Now merely the gathering place is decorated

Those who had complete faith at first

 

A head made of snow on (my?) shoulder

We were a tongue of flame before

 

My twin is my loneliness (Loneliness is my twin)

Where were relations like this before?