The wind has made the clouds approach
The weather is grey over the beaches
And the sea has a sad air also
The sky is no more than a long strip of fog now
It’s going to be a moonless night
And tomorrow I won’t have slept
Perhaps I’m going to meet a lady
When I go to hang my soul
On the rocky ridges
But the wind is blowing so hard on these rocks
That’s there’s no longer any point in hoping
Love cannot alight there
But I’m dreaming, I’m throwing words at the dying day
I wanted it to stay, it did not hear
Further away on the rocks assailed by the sea
Hair and skirts dishevelled
How many women have waited
How many have broken their heart upon the waves
For the one who had the other ring
And who never returned
But I’m dreaming, I’m throwing words at the dying day
I wanted it to stay, it did not hear
The sea is stronger than my courage
But tonight there are clouds
And I know that it is sad too
When these words become fire brands
I will climb atop the cliff
To throw their cinders into the night
But I’m dreaming, I’m throwing words at the dying day
I wanted it to stay, it did not hear
And I dedicate these words to the loves that expire
I wanted you to stay.…