Pembe [English translation]

flowers spill from my pockets

flowers I couldn’t give you

or put somewhere

while ranting about the weight of the past

I couldn’t come to you

couldn’t get anywhere

softly silent

does the sailboat crave water?

the sea lies ahead, it can’t see ahead

it’s still early

has spring begun, so pink

come to me or not, I still love you

what do you care if I’m on fire? I’m not afraid

don’t you be afraid either

with a single word you shattered my shell

I can’t get over it

I can’t get enough of you

these hands will hold each other one day

come, let’s wait

come, let’s believe it

• Artist:Mabel Matiz
• Album:Maya