O Seeker, Pain And Suffering

I Am A Drunkard From Another Kind Of Tavern. I Dance To A Silent Tune. I Am The Symphony Of Stars.

I Become A Waterwheel, Turning And Tasting You, As Long As Water Moves.

In The Orchard And Rose Garden I Long To See Your Face. In The Taste Of Sweetness I Long To Kiss Your Lips. In The Shadows Of Passion I Long For Your Love.

Who Gets Up Early To Discover The Moment Light Begins?

Regard A King As Someone Unconcerned With Kingship.