How much hating them,
would impale us to turn...

One and two are another paradox,
two absolutely diverse opposites...

They scare us with death
Until we are frightened of living...

From nothing to everything
we are...

Look
how inflated I am...

When the crucifiers
crusade...

A swan cannot be alone.
A lonely swan is only a question mark...

The rain is gone.
The trains are gone...

Comme je t'aime
"I love you for all the women I have not known...

Beauty is the trait
of soul and the flower is...

To be here,
To listen...

Just being a drop for you,
is enough...