愛是肌膚與血液的滲透

Tomas,I know I'm supposed to help you,but I can't.
Instead of being your support,I'm your weight.
Life is very heavy to me,and it is so light to you.
I can't bear this lightness,this freedom,I'm not strong enough.
In Prague,I only needed you for love.
In Switzerland, I was dependent on you for everything,what would happen if you abandoned me?
I'm weak,I'm going to the country of the weak.
Good--bye