So commence in destitution recompense and calculation then you write to your companion:

i am reading, hearing you i from city old and new; i cannot let you go, and yet i am fleeting, going home

throw aside your cloak so plaintive wring your tears from sodden shirt dance about in sunlight naked hear my music in your heart

i connected waiting you i from heaven gold and blue i, consoled, am ready willing, to be fleeting, going home