Sorrow woke me up at fajr
Instead of your hands
And it was as if I was diving for breath
In wild waters
Hot summer, Hot day
You and I
One beautiful melody
A boy on the grass wants to jump
Into the dawn of time
Into those gentle eyes of yours
The color of chestnuts
And that wonder of all wonders in the universe
Some pictures never die
In every garden grows one rose
And everyone has someone to hold out a hand
And I have you, my rose
One of you, one hundred discomposures