Tell me river that I know
Like I don't know myself
How much grief will run
Until lovessness ends.
You don't even hear me - a soldier with your spear¹
Between valleys and hills
Quenching my thirst by the willow
Washing the fountains soul.
I saw my love leaving
In a train of vanity
To look for the world
In the cities carousels
Where the living is loose
And they say there's no loneliness
But I in my wilderness
Don't have this illusion.
If I were a white cloud
And not this rag person
I'd shed a rainfall
Into your running water
And I'd run without pain
I wouldn't care about myself
And like you in this rumor²
I'd love without committing.
Come river because it's getting late
To arrive at the unsure side
Spread throughout these hills
Because my dwelling is open.