My tranquil water,
My beloved,
My thoughts are always given to you,
To your well being, to your welfare, to your Sanity.
In all those gray nights in which I lay gloomy on my double
bed
While you are being held at the heart of the damned dessert
The thirst intensifies.
In my dreams I see your quiet streams paving the way to my
heart,
Quenching my thirst to your warm embrace, to your loving
glance, to your arms.
My tranquil water,
My beloved,
How can a simple wish to wake up beside you
Is nothing but a dessert mirage?