Walking in the mountain with bare foot,
Teasing the flowers with heavy soot,
Touching the grasses, climbing the horses, swinging the girls
It is joyful, jolly like the flying.
Swimming in the rivers, tearing the clothes and burning the shoes
Angel of the nature; counting the grasses, touching the flower, teasing the birds

Sky and the stars and the sun, and the moon and the mountain and the rivers will smile, if you smile.
Beasts and the brutes and the monsters and the birds, and the flowers, and the plants, will be kind if you are kind.
Doomed and the hopeless and the condemned and the ruined and the miserable and the lost, will be happy if you are happy.

Those shiny eyes like the stars in the sky; but black and brown,
And those beautiful lips like the flowers but sugary
And those kind smells, lovable but with no purpose
All meant to be for me?
Someone must have been praying and wishing me the whole world

I feel I am the perfect lover, because I love equally all beautiful girls.

Women are like shower faucets, you must treat them carefully, because if you do not, it will either burn your balls or freeze your ass.

No, not conquer, that is too foolish a world. Any man who scales a mountain is still but a man, a transient speck compared to the immensity and permanence of a mountain .