I wept at dawn when the distances faded, When night spread out a dewy bed, And with the whisper of the waves my sobbing ceased, And somewhere in the distance a flute answered them.
The wave said to me: In vain we yearn, And, casting off her covering, buried herself in the shores, And the pale crescent of the moon with a cold kiss With a smile froze my tears into pearls.
And I brought you, clear-eyed queen, The corals of my tears of lonely grief And a tender veil of the wave's foam. But the drunken heart of my love is not glad... Give back to me for all that you do not need, Give me a kiss for the kiss of the moon.
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