When I set this tone.
Comes love rushing from behind.
By it´s shape and form.
I know it comes from inside.

I´m losing myself, over your love.

Sometimes I wonder if my heart, just moves to fast.
I wonder baby, I wonder.
Sometimes I wonder if this feelings going to last.
I want to. Still I don´t want to.

I´m losing myself, over your love.
Keep losing myself, over your love.
Losing myself.

Ika chishloch, ika tliqloch shwiqi bnoshi tiwa.
Ika chishlach, ika tliqlach qom shoqotinili bnoshi tliqa.

A silent stroke, as I embraced your last breath.
So young, so cold.
Now my younger days has almost past by.
I sleep or dream through daytime.
At night I play the fools clown.

I´m losing my self, over your love.
Keep losing my self, over your love.
I´m losing my self, over your love.
Keep losing my self, over your love.

I miss you that´s all.
I miss the way your curls, ran down your shoulders.
I miss you that´s all.
I miss the way you both called me your brother.

Losing, losing my self.
Losing, losing my self.
Losing, losing my self.
Losing, losing my self.
I´m losing my self, over your love.

I miss you that´s all.
I miss the way you both called me your brother