At sunset, God drinks his coffee and witnesses the...
Like us does he smile and sing...

When your eyes behold not what do you see
there I know you are miserable like me...

In the sake of morning and the flavored taste of...
I woke to robe my soul with the garment of...

Though I am the mine
Of rum and wine...

" Living is not my solution
Dying is not my rest &quot...

" To who loses him nothing
To who wins him nothing...

I am naught but a sigh
in the tear of your eye...

I draw my tears to the winter
squalls of weeping into gales...

" Reads me the book of your eyes
since...

I am in my eyes
I am in my ears...

Whisper me the roses
blooms in the flown spring...

"My life is but a curse
Woven in sickly verse&quot...