At the time of leaving
You left me with a very nice token.
A story or an affair that I shall repeat
For the rest of my life.
How could I expect to receive anything from you,
How could I dare to have such hope?
Even the sorrow that you have given me
Even that you gave without compassion.
You have taken away all the wind from the ocean
And then leave me with a sail boat.
It is true that I remain thirsty
But this much you've done.
At least my eyelashes got wet
You made sure of that.
I remain thirsty
Ever since you came into my life.