If I touch a burning candle I can feel the pain
If you cut me with a knife it's still the same
And I know her heart is beating
And I know that I am dead
Yet the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
For it seems that I still have a tear to shed
I was sitting in my sofa and this song came to my mind. Every time I listen to it, I feel this sorrow, the sorrow of the corpse bride when she sings this because the man she (thinks she) loves, loves someone else. The analogy between the dead girl who can still feel and every person that can still feel something they're not supposed to, always speaks volumes to me.
*The dead have a soul as well (such a bad translation, this doesn't work in English at all.)
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