No, I am not independent
and not even one country...

A pinch of this
and a dash of that...

When we put our heads together.
With a love as light as a feather...

Slowly the boxes
and the walls...

In the tomb
of many spirits...

Morning Dove fly away.
There is peace...

You can't face me.
I am the face of...

Life moves
in the desert...

What makes me
different...

When you're not here
there's only me...

Thank you friend
for helping me...

I live in dreams
of unspoken things...