The sky was getting navy-blue.
We hugged, you whispered: I love you!
I was delighted and I cried:
We’ll be forever happy and we’ll fly!
The time passed, and your eyes are blank.
Your feeling yawned, then sighed and sank
Like a dinghy with an enormous hole.
I am along in a huge world after all.
However, I am still alive.
I’m not your girl-friend any longer or a wife,
I am a singing bird of spring.
My voice is like the sound of a stream.
