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