We haven't talked for a while
I did not forget just because I was not able to see your face
Since you left the neighborhood
I haven't talked to the kitten at the door
Those gem-mate flowers you planted
I irrigated them every Sunday with my hands
I never let them wither
If you now see how they blossomed
I did not pick them lest you come around the corner
O, now my eyes are left alone
Without you and meaningless
Come and seat for a while
You left untimely and look my hands all alone
Seat next to me and think for a while
This year too grapes and cherries in gardens
If I die before getting a kiss
From your honey-dropping lips a little like this
My life is always black and white