Let Your Throat-song Be Clear And Strong

The Final Flight Make Your Last Journey From This Strange World Soar For The Heights Where There Is No More God Has Created Your Wings Not To Be Dormant As Long As You Are Alive You Must Try More And More To Use Your Wings To Show You're Alive.

We May Know Who We Are Or We May Not. We May Be Muslims, Jews Or Christians But Until Our Hearts Become The Mould For Every Heart We Will See Only Our Differences.

I Have No Name For What Circles So Perfectly.

Close The Language-door, And Open The Love-window

If We Come To Sleep We Are His Drowsy Ones And If We Come To Wake We Are In His Hands If We Come To Weeping We Are His Cloud Full Of Raindrops And If We Come To Laughing We Are His Lightning In That Moment If We Come To Anger And Battle It Is The Reflection Of His Wrath And If We Come To Peace And Pardon It Is The Reflection Of His Love Who Are We In This Complicated World?