the god that left, for me the kingdom of denial reflects my restless lust my lust for solitude into the wisdom of lakes into the wisdom of clouds ...i
En sylfide pa disse kanter Kroppen synger i bolgernes brol Hudens duft er en evighed Nar du bojer dig mod Bla ojne bla mund bla bryster En strandvasker
Translation: Night In Gales. Sylphlike.
