In the evening, everything that has come to the nest ticks , my heart ticks until you come home , my heart is on fire, my chest is full of filling, I see my heart with my eyes, I am waiting, I am waiting for you, I am waiting for a news from you, I am thirsty to kiss that black eye, I am waiting for the sad poem of my sin, I was held captive in your hand, I sat in the fire, I put it, I put the fire on the back of my hand , I remained captive in your hand, I sat in the fire, I left it. I let the fire on the back of my hand, waiting for you, for me, the voice of my plea is always unanswered.
