Why only you and words in this space so tied to your heart? Why said to all I was a part just a portion of your love? Learned a lot from you, I was reborn from your broken mirror. You were completely wrong, because I’m now a free wind here again a being slave of nobody my chain is broken times will never be like yesterday. When I moved the mirror a window appeared this is a good ending because the blue has come. Bring to me, untamed wind the voice of men. Bring me here their solo voices of all times. Bring me also, if you can, the lonely ones. Mirror is broken there’s a chorus in my eyes/soul. Strange/pale memories of a love.