The Birds Of Night Peck At The

But I Love Your Feet Only Because They Walked Upon The Earth And Upon The Wind And Upon The Waters, Until They Found Me.

You Are Like Nobody Since I Love You.

Donde Termina El Arco Iris, En Tu Alma O En El Horizonte? Where Does The Rainbow End, In Your Soul Or On The Horizon?

Take Bread Away From Me, If You Wish, Take Air Away, But Do Not Take From Me Your Laughter.

I Want To Do For You What The Spring Does For The Cherry Trees