I know not whether you came to me or I to you. Not whether it was a dream, asleep or awake. I am lost in the darkness of a downcast heart. Dream or reality. Let it be decided tonight.

“You people always hold onto old identities, old faces and masks, long after the…”

“Starý Bailey věšel prádlo. Třepetalo se a vlálo na střeše Central Pointu. Super…”

“Rattle his bonesover the stonesits only a pauperwho nobody owns”

“I finally made friends with my father when I entered my twenties. We had so lit…”