We don’t live abroad, but well within
the distance, us, lovers separated
By the haunted docks with moored boats
That keep us on the edge of feelings
But I am coming and the girls that are waiting for you
will never wait for you again
Or worry excessively
for that diamond that I have
If I must myself set out
the map of a devotee
No one has a hold over me like you do,
on my breath that stays jagged
Races against the wind
that no longer matter now
That we've said we belong to each other
But I am coming and the girls that are waiting for you
will never wait for you again
Or worry excessively
for that diamond that I have
If I must myself set out
the map of a devotee