No roof for Allah
I pray under the clear sky...

I love the morning prayer
A thought of it brings you near me...

Kissing you neck softly
three kisses: I, Love, You...

He told me to smile
He told me to look pretty...

Handle with care
Needs special attention...

If I would die
what would be left about me...

You and I
in the candle lights...

Dark shadows
taught to cold white walls...

Who would have ever guessed?
The dictator of Rome...

Could you be my imam?
Would you enter my temple...

Last kiss
Last gaze...

Tears admit it
You failed again...