From Myself I Am Copper, Through You,

War, Like Children's Fights, Are Meaningless, Pitiless, And Contemptible.

Those Loves Which Are For The Sake Of A Colour Are Not Love. In The End They Are A Disgrace.

Be Motivated Like The Falcon, Hunt Gloriously. Be Magnificent As The Leopard, Fight To Win. Spend Less Time With Nightingales And Peacocks. One Is All Talk, The Other Only Color.

Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?

Open Your Arms If You Want The Beloved's Embrace.