The water has really shown me
What it is in your eyes
Only a deep pool of salt
Can dry the tears that rain from your face
As you pace the streets
With a beggar's bowl like lost pearls
Scuttling across the streets
Life has been unkind
Let me kiss you quick
Before you fall into a trap
My goodness is with you
Keep my candle carefully
Let it's incandescence flicker
As I speak to you only the eyes touch me
It is for good luck
It is good luck that we met too