1. And O woman who stripped me bare
And whose song blossomed in my mouth

2. And whose promise flowered in our nights
That caresses and completes my poem

3. You remain a line, songs of the water-bearers
If your face does not stop, as you wish

4. And paths blossom when they lose
Our mirrors and promises are assassinated

5. If time sighs, so our sorrows
And if it sings, we are its song