Love doesn't die, it remains thirsty

At the time of leaving You left me with a very nice token. A story or an affair that I shall repeat For the rest of my life. How could I expect to receive anything from you, How could I dare to have such hope? Even the sorrow that you have given me Even that you gave without compassion. You have taken away all the wind from the ocean And then leave me with a sail boat. It is true that I remain thirsty But this much you've done. At least my eyelashes got wet You made sure of that. I remain thirsty Ever since you came into my life.