Hear! I can see the sea gnaws your bones. And the sandy shore presents them to the sun. The sun and the wind whiten them as a driftwood. Is this the very Siren's song you heard? Is she the one to sail the sea for? The great sea is always indifferent.
Hear! I can see the flames licking your skin. And the wind blows the fire stronger. And the sand dune engulfs the black coals. Could it be the only Ifrit you followed under the burning Sun? Is this the dance of her you craved? The sky is indifferent witness.