Come, return

For how long will you hurt me
when you say that you cry in sleep
in dreams,
leave this punishment for me;
Come, return to me
now the flowers are falling.

Look into you
you are waiting for my touch,
for how long will you hurt yourself
now the flowers are falling.

Hold out your hands
let me come into them,
I have collected for you
the last few flowers;
Come, return to me
now the flowers are falling.