Is this a salty slight breeze?
What burns my throat such this
Or , did those words which you pronounced affect me?
When an insidious fog collapses on the beach at the night
All the desires jump off the cliff that one by one,
It's hard to believe what now you've done
On top of all the things, now also this
Can you believe that,
I can't even swallow without you, neither a bit bread nor a drop of water
You should have at least stayed, until the figs mature
You should have at least fulfilled someone amongst so many promises
While you were going by taking me like this without notice
You should have at least thrown also my heart into your suitcase.