The ferry
boats that
caryy
passengers
To the village
where I was
born are in
this city.
So are my
memories,
All those I
love,
And the graves
of my loved
ones.
This is the
city where I
have a job,
Where I earn
my bread
money.
-<*
And yet, in
spite of all
this,
This is the
same city I'm
leaving
Because of a
woman
In another
city.
