I Move In The University Of The

Love! Love Until The Night Collapses!

What Did The Tree Learn From The Earth To Be Able To Talk With The Sky?

Sometimes I Get Up At Dawn, And Even My Soul Is Wet.

In Your Eyes Of Mourning The Land Of Dreams Begins.

I Want To See Thirst In The Syllables, Tough Fire In The Sound; Feel Through The Dark For The Scream.