The triumph of a beautiful sunset saddens me with its beauty. In the face of it I always say: how
happy must feel he who is happy.
(Fernando Pessoa)

…Hand in hand…
I dreamed two old people in love
One thing with those columns and their trees,
Silently they told they’re still in love

As did the columns with their trees
Silently they told they’re still in love

Just like the air with her remind,
Silently they told they’re still in love

(And I answered)

“One day you’ll run, one day you’ll run,
One day you’ll run, one day you’ll run…”