The foam of sea
brought you to me
oh precious little pebble
I locked you up
I locked you in
in endless rooms of santal
on cushion pillows, tender
I dressed you up
in soft white silk
you ate all milk and honey
I saw you sigh, I saw you cry
in spite of all
in spite of this
I loved you more
then I could swear
in front of the gods in heaven.
so in the end, I had, my love,
to throw you back,
oh pebble!