Saturday was the day of crying, the day of my loneliness, the day of the wrath of the sky, the day
when I was lost, the thought of seeing you was renewed again, the longing to see you
everywhere in your voice, I am full of hearing you, but you will not come again, the moment of your arrival , I dont want to cry, to refresh my pains forever without you, to measure the night, Saturday was the day of crying
, I pass through here, from silence and My tiredness I come looking for you, every breath of
attachment I take weeks after this, I believe in the hope of seeing you, I spend Saturday hoping to see you, I spend Saturday hoping to
