The tree that hides the ocean

Shapes so sharps and clear
Light is flying around here
Rustle the wide void

going to Györ

the flame in the hand
the air music in the ear
gently finds its way

Princess Peach

summer sweet, sugar
overwhelms air in raffles
winning all battles

Hang in life

Be the twin of earth
and sky and hang. This moment
claps the limits of time

les blés roses

Sème ce que tu vois
et si la terre est heureuse
les blés craqueront

et le vent sans bruit
en partagera sa joie
changera sa voie

jusqu'au vieux sommet
emportera les fertiles
pensées pénitentes