Dear Daughter Of Sadness

What are you buying and selling
Oh dear daughter of sadness
with open breasts.
`Sir, I am a hawker of
sea water.'

Oh youngman of darkness
What are you carrying
in your blood
`Sir, I am carrying
sea water.'

From where comes
so much of tears
`Sir, my last resort is
to cry for sea.'

Dear heart,
My eyes are sea
flowing from the sky.