Lovers move like lightning and wind.
No contest.
Theologians mumble, rumble-dumble, necessity and free will, while lover and beloved
pull themselves into each other.

“Beyond Islam and unbelief there is a desert plain. For us, there is a passion i…”

“از بس که برآورد غمت آه از منترسم که شود به کام بدخواه از مندردا که ز هجران تو ا…”

“You dance inside my chest,where no one sees you,but sometimes I do, and thatsig…”

“Zgodi se, da sem zmeden in potrt,a drugi dan spet skačem do neba.Brez Tebe nise…”