My eyes are thirsty and my heart is dry, without you my dear
Like a scorching summer day without a drop of rain.
Oh my thirst and longing, filling me up, burning and drying
me.
A tempest brewing befriending the summer wind and
Taking me to a distant empty land unveiling me
The flower adorning the garden dried up in a dark shadow
The ruthless rocks beheld the dancing spring to a freeze
Taking me to a cold lonely prison of nothingness.
My eyes are thirsty and my heart is dry, without you my
dear.
