My "good-heart" what should I tell you?
You are not so good at heart as you used to be.
I don't know what terrible thing had happened,
That our hearts were broken; no you broke my heart.
Whatever I do, you measure me in the scales of
Standards you've built for yourself.
"There used to be a great something between us";
Now it is broken; in vain I try to join it getting hurt everytime by you.
Why my "good-heart" have you become "hard-heart";
That you call my heart fake and shameless,
To love you even after the hard times you've given me?
Oh "good-heart"! I don't want to prove myself before you,
For anything; I hope against hope that you will stand in my shoes
And understand my heart.