Skipping on the beach, horse riding and chicken corn soup by sea
That is how I remember you, my darling
Spice Girls cassettes, sleeveless dresses and playing with your make-up
We laughed, ran, cried and laughed some more, my darling
The fairy lights, the dancing, your beautiful red gharara
Excited and scared you were on your wedding day, my darling
You stopped coming to your mother's house, to parties
You stopped meeting old friends and family
You stopped calling me
I thought you were madly in love, my darling
Then you reappeared many months later
The oversized Chanel sunglasses covering your entire face
I saw the purple bruise on your forehead cleverly hidden under a strand of hair
Why did you say you hit a door, my darling?
Suddenly you started wearing only full sleeves and turtlenecks
You didn't want to wear a swimsuit at the club anymore
What were you trying to hide my darling?
Now you peacefully lie before me, lifeless
Covered with a white sheet, I see the bruises on your face, neck and shoulders
I see the cigarette burns on your arms and collar bone
Why did you not say a word, my darling?
Why did you not say a word?