I am not the hero you want, I am a protagonist who always dies before I talk with stars sometimes I fly To the moon and return where I don't live, I am a taste with no shade I am a kite with no thread I've a taste of peace and woods Where only naked lives and nothing to unfold no custom required, I...Read more

One day we'll meet again Above the long abandoned hills Where shadow roars, silence dwells Nature's full reign would be there, plenty in us too; See those bees full of passion, See those farmers full of appetite, See those infants made of love, In us those are in abundance; Look in the unknown ...Read more