Ah, Bucharest!
Oh, Bucharest!Yes – I am backAnd once again, I bathe in your mysterious glory I wander the streets with bright-eyed wonderWhere have you been these past few months?The truth:it’s not you who has been absentIt… Ah, Bucharest!
Oh, Bucharest!Yes – I am backAnd once again, I bathe in your mysterious glory I wander the streets with bright-eyed wonderWhere have you been these past few months?The truth:it’s not you who has been absentIt… Ah, Bucharest!
Wild blossomsIn the midst of winterWhere darkness meets cold You’re demanding to be saneIn a world that’s made for madness;Clawing out your eyes. There you goVivaciously drunkSex — more intoxicatingThan wine. In another worldWe would… Freight Trains at Dawn
“I am a student of life; nothing more, nothing less.” As I wake up in this sun-drenched bed in the city of Buenos Aires my mind turns towards the beautiful things in life. And as… Confessions of a Student of Life
Once in a while, the universe throws certain invitations your way, to test you, to see if you’re ready to receive the gift that is being offered to you. You may choose to accept or you may… On Accepting Life’s Invitations