1. Do you listen? My song is the remains of wings
That a longing night's strings have not touched

2. I scattered it from bandaged wounds
And from wishes that have for me no generosity or flight

3. I returned to you pledges I did not enjoy
Days when you were my youth, pride and vigilance

4. How sad is the rose that did not know its own fragrance
And how lost is the branch that did not bear fruit

5. Do you listen? What return are you dreaming of
And which path of ours bears a trace?

6. Do not ask my song what you hope for
Some birds sing as they take their last breaths