My dreams grew in the oven
My longing melted me, it was never over
To not be limited, thirsty like for water
To have talent, I had to become a fighter
Turning poison into odor
Smiling to give my life some color...
I let my thoughts carry me
To the boundary between dream and reality
Carefully I scatter, slowly I\'m gathering
Where two worlds are colliding...
I lift with the wings of wisdom
Until I touch the stars of miracle
Like pearls I collect them, in my mind
Treasures with measureless value...
My forehead intensely I squeeze
To make ointment
for hearts brought on their knees
I also bring the fragrance of summer flowers
So that you could, all the hate expire
Let my art deeply inspire...
My hand is a spring of light
My sheet gently lays it down
To get beyond many genes
With it\'s elegance unchanged
It\'s sublime nature highlighted...
I carved out a face for gentleness
Gave shape to the dew of the morning
Nothing is what i can\'t incorporate
In my soluble light clothing...
Be part of my eternal light
To adorn the world together...
Not to be overly sober, but rather bright
A sweet pastel painted on marble