How?

How on earth could you do that?

take my coughs, say goodnight

say Britain in arabian, without bird's hesitation.

Where there must be something else, something more, in our backyard

while in orange autum I woke up, I stared at the same "nothing"

by the lake of clouds, beneath the breeze

Between the rain of fire, I got lost

You're my shellter, my Friend

You're my saviour, mi Light.

How? I what I ask myself every single day.