If I ever beg you with tears,
pretending never know you love her for years.
And despairing going down on my knee,
you,still won't stay for me?
You buy her diamond for favor,
you hate everthing that hurt her.
She is the diamond ,beautifully,
and I am the grit,worthlessly.
Everyone seems like her,
as the diamond,as the pearl,
precious,pretty,perfect,and pure.
Not as me a flying dirt,
forever humbling in the world.
why?She is the diamond ,beautifully,
and I am the grit,worthlessly.
I know you take her into your heart,
great eternal that you make your love,
despiting if you would break apart,
despiting how hard i'm stretching my arm.
I could still forgetting the fact,
I could still tear you to select.
If you will come around as I implore,
or if never even I give myself to the lord.
How could it be?
She is the diamond ,beautifully,
and I am the grit,worthlessly.