Who told you that I'm yours?
Who told you that I'm thirsty
As if I were dry earth
And you were water, moisture?
Who told you that I'm dead
When you are far? That's silly.
How can it be like that?
This statement has no meaning.
Who told you that? The night,
The wind, your arms, my kisses.
I can't deny or lie
That you are all my wishes.
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