Don´t ask me anything more.
It makes me feel choked...
...Like there´s a knife to my throat.
Don´t ask me. Just know, Just know.
In a world such as this...
Who is truly able to trust?
What can you really trust in?
I`m so small -- insignificant
I can´t see the whole of the matter.
I can´t comprehend.
And if i get it wrong,
the knife at my throat
will tear me in two.
What does it mean you believe?
I don´t understand.
But even if you should betray me,
I will forgive you.
That´s what knowing is.
That´s what means to believe.