All these blullshit
 Like hay fired
 Will be trashed, collapsed
 And all they steal
 And I'll fly in the mountains
 To the sun, to the sky, to the stars!!!
 In order to sleep later...
 Fall apart to be fulfilled
 ... Happy!
 Free, small, melted...
 ... So never again!
 Be lost!
 On the grass lie
 And count the clouds
 Then drowned in the leafs
 And swim in them...
 And not come out to the morning...
 11:20 09.11.04