The news arrived,
carried by the breeze in the night.
...
Since your perfume became empty of the loving breaths, my sad heart had fallen from the garden of dreams.
...
I knew the eyes would tell many exciting things.
I taught her how
to hide the feelings
behind the veil of caution.
...
Here is the land.
It is covered with fatigue.
The sees assume the shape of emptiness.
Meanwhile, I am a drawing scale for communication and departure.
...
Who could carry my silence
Talk about it in letters
...
The buds of flowers grew
and shadowed our home.
Your promise gladdened,
But you didn't come.
...
... And i can love again
and every now and then... i call to you
if i forget... my heart will remember...
that in the beginning and in the end... i am yours
...
Who knows. my love. what the future has in store for us? ...
my greatest fear. my darling. is that i not see you tomorrow...
i feel scared about our days together...
i have little faith in the promises they carry
...
If only you would come back to me during my sleep...
and with a touch of your hand awaken me
awaken the love that is in me
that was asleep while you were away
...