When I awoke in the morning
when you came in to me.
Your skin like silk,
your face like porcelain.
By the dock a boat silently rocks,
tonight I will die.
I dreamed that Death said "come quickly,
there's so much I want to tell you".
If I drown, drown tonight,
if they find me.
You can come and fetch me,
then I want to remind you.
Steel and knife is my symbol,
the symbol of travelling workers.
Yours was mine and mine was yours
while I lived among men.