Farewell was impossible

You took the keys of my heart

When you go away

It no longer flutters to anyone

When you go away,

I was vulnerable

After you , I sold the passion

I came back alone with ashes

I learned after you,

The false talk and ,

The false feelings,

All the faces become alike ,

All the eyes , all the braids.

I came back to look in your eyes

I set my anchor on your shores

I searched for my old face

I found my lost face

With the same features

The same innocence

The same virginity

The same question .

In the morning,

I saw you on

The days of purity ,

The call of sins retreated

You are still the good time

Farewell was impossible .

You are Scheherazade who left

Will you yell me a story ?

Are you bored of the repeated tales ?

I came back putting my pieces together

I found my pieces on the seats

I asked about you all the places

Don't touch my gloomy face

Still , your face behind the mirrors

Was it a terrible dream ?

My remaining pieces are groaning

For the false long repeated stories .