Storm without direction,
since you take so many things
from this world,
take away the anguish
that causes my sorrow
that is so profound.
Take away from me
the anxieties that cause me
sleeplessness for continuing to dream
with the impossible
for the heart.
Storm without direction,
when you return, bring me aromas
from her garden
to perfume the heart
that for her love
is almost, almost dead.
Tell her that I do not live
since the day that her eyes
looked away from me.
Take her a memento
wrapped in the desires
of my heart.(2Xs)