I am thirsty and withered, flower in the spring rain so that you can sow love in these seconds , oh you who have been with me for a moment in all your longing for happiness, I
have been left to help me, and the memory of the night of turmoil, your gaze is no longer hopeful, you have no refuge, you have not made a date, you have said no and you said no, and a lifetime has passed , once welcome my heart, yes , I am burned, my work has gone from work to new. I wish you would rain on this grief.
