This spicy aroma On blue gloomy days In gas stations, offices Dimly lit student rooms This black and strong goodness Is spreading...

The birds hovering Through grey clouds And dark skies Passing all people Going about their lives As nobody minds them So birds do...

A dog coming wildly, from an empty old house Forgotten by time and surrounded by fields I was afraid of its barking but there was no need...

Travel to places where the world seems to end There are no more schedules on which to depend So many kinds of people to befriend You...