Elyanna
Enta Eh (Slowed Remix)

It's not enough for you to hurt me, it's forbidden for you, huh?
Why do you my tears, my love, make your task easier?
Is this a medicine?
I am glad that you hurt me and my soul is in you, the medicine and why?
I mean, what's the point of my torment between your hands?
If it's love, Willie, if it's my fault, I won't regret it

If my share lived in wounds, I would live in wounds
Why do you my tears, my dear, make it easier for you