
Portree

A prisoner of your own

I see the moon in her eyes

Sleep guard

Hair up

Soul of light and warmth of heart to the world

Knowing

Faraway

Your eyes



Red lips

Some days is I miss You

- Some days is I miss You … so, it buries the me … and I’m paralyzed
When You trust and believe me

- When You trust and believe me. You can see how the sky is raining flowers
Even when You are sleeping, something grows in your heart

- Even when You are sleeping, something grows in your heart