M adness of mine
I n the desert of your mourn
S ea of confusion
H eaven and earth could be seen
     - none-
A nd God and love; both hidden
N o way to see you again
E ven for a moment to get rid of
    pain

When you left me alone,
the light of my life had gone
just like an eclipse
when the Moon covers the sun

Love and truth grew by the arrival of thee
Like the moon and stars grow on the Christmas tree
Oh lord!
Thanks for bringing us
Peace and glory!

Be kind
do love
and you will find
in order to be seen
no need to cut the jungle around
and **** the birds above

You are a kite and the earth gives the kite a feeling of helplessness and heaviness and the sky; a feeling of infinite power and light.

How can a kite, which always dreams of blue and white, live in a palace black and tight?
So fly and always be at the top and from that height
you will see that the earth is not as pleasant as you thought.

My heart ,in every moment is like a dune of broken mirror fragments that is transformed by every breeze

I am that rocky shore, the shoulder where the sad waves can cry on
Although call me just a stone, books and poems and myths

I am sad because of the sad blue eyes of every wave
The sadness of the sea is like the wine of tears, and my eyes are like a wine cup

If there is no wave for a moment. I pray and ask God
Will there be a wave again in my arms?

If I slept for a moment, I had a nightmare of salt [of a dried up sea]
Which destroyed all the intoxication and dreams of the waves