I remembered when my visitor came
On this rainy day, a wall crosses my path
I slipped and accidentally joined her body
Then I died in her chest
But I didn’t feel well
And I know that at night she’ll return
In the grass she’ll return
And my mouth will sing
I wanted to speak, but my tongue is dead
My consciousness is atrophied
I connect with her being
I even cried when my visitor left
Nothing is new, everything irritates
I reflect on my visit
And I know that at night she’ll return
In the grass she’ll return
And my mouth will sing to her
Oh no…
And I know that at night she’ll return
In the grass she’ll return
And my mouth will sing to her
Oh oh, and I know my consciousness will return
In my sex it will return
And my song will sing to her