Let this violent wind beat me
Slap me, blind be with dust
I don't want to see this again, face that again
Let it destroy me like it's done to those makeshift houses
Where the poor labourers live, my life ain't more precious than those souls.

Let this wind throw away my broken heart to another world
& give me an eternity to find it
I know I can't, but I want it, I need it.