Let it be salty, let it be cold
Whatever happens let our conversation be like watermelon
Let it be wattery, let it be dry
Whatever happens let our conversation be right
Your black eyes blinking from time to time
My mind thinking about that from time to time
You burned it you made it into ash my faith is yours
With one lick you made it dissapear my strength is yours
I'm yours
Like this like that
Whatever happens, let our conversation be endless