You gave me my coffin

Believe me I love you

Although sadness in my heart

Full of injustice

The prison is my house

And you are my executioner

Alone I slept on your bosom

My coffin is my eye

How much I carried the flute

In the breast of the sunset

I chanted the strings of my heart

Although the age is humiliating

Don't wonder

If the face of the sun

Becomes a craw

And the morning full of blood

Becomes floating rivers

Because our age is miser

Look at the horizon

The river is crying

How I sing departure

You taught me tenderness

I carry a white flower

Stretch out your hand

I'm scared

Have pity on my weakness

Have pity on my skinny body

One day I dreamed

To be that cavalier

Farming in your meadows

All the new born dreams

But I seem in your eyes

Like a homeless bird

My broken wing

Watched by the guns aloof

How the bird dies singing

How I desert myself

To drown in your love

I'm your martyr

Though I'm your lover

I gave you your bride dress

But you gave me my coffin