The Soul, curving and smooth,
Its endless bend, across that skin it would sooth...

This is actually a song...if you wanna hear it...
Circles, turning round and round...

The vast mountainous landscapes,
The pointed decorative houses standing by the sea...

Grandad, don't leave me please,
I miss your smiling face at the door...

Looking back on it all, It seemed so perfect,
Life was so fulfilling with you...