Just a grain of sand,
a little dust on his hand...

Nothing beautiful
publicly disgraced is she...

One thousand and one
Arabic nights together...

Divine aroma
drifting into my nostrils...

Reflected colours
as beautiful as rainbow...

Your big wrist
hitting at me...

End of the cold night
you wish that I fade away...

The sad divine truth
lays under white lies they say...

Your soft hands
unbutton my shirt...

I told you
I will be back...

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

Pandora
The giver of all...