Silence isn't voiceless
it's the very existence...

You are speaking and
bubbles spring out of your mouth...

Butterflies, butterflies
here and there...

Life is a river:
a coarse sieve...

He remembered hearing a song coming from the...
He recalled he had always heard the song, though...

The road-end, flees like horizons
holding on to their distances...

Snowman, melting frost
Time is the perfection lost...

If there is a promise to make
it is to the truth...

There is something in your eyes
that splashes...

In a kiss two souls
wake up the sleeping beauty...

How I float on the flow of this music,
how I realize I am a share in this music...

I sell my heart to you
I know that...