In my sky at dusk you are like a cloud and your colour and shape are the ones I love... You are mine, you are mine, sweet-lipped woman, and my dreams are alive in your life...

And give me silence,
give me water,
give me hope,
give me the struggle,
give me the iron...

Let bodies cling like magnets to my body.
Come quickly to my veins and to my mouth.
Speak through my blood.