I live in the desert.
today, like yesterday.
Cornflower blue is my,
I am your sister.
kowtow
I lay flowers.
On the Verge of green
my prince, sweet, you.
My dear, I will not hide,
What is your, yours…
Does not rest
my Dumushka.
My friend, Prince my darling
I fell in a strange land.
Over his grave
The songs I sing.
24-28 June 1903
