Sorry, I didn't hear your call,
I was asleep and in my pillow put away,
but tell me, what do you need, what do you claim?
Why are you looking for me now, why are you calling?
Are you still looking for my lament
for your absence, for your torment?
You played with me, you trampled on my feelings,
and now you search my thoughts.
You left with her in pursuit of happiness,
now you return, repentant, in loneliness?
Does she no longer fulfil your needs?
Or do you revive old anxieties?