Who can hide himself from death or who can embrace the wind?

I adore you, my greatest love, as only through you I can find my moment’s eternity.

No matter how many autumns will pass over the tree of Destiny none is like the winter of death.

We wake up in life to live it or to die?

If we did not know then we would not die.

When clouds will become heavier than the land in us led our entire life by the steps of our Destiny, we will understand that not their moments’ rain has darkened the sun of our life, but the failure to be ourselves.