Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
The waterfall sings, "I find my song, when I find my freedom."
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it.