How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man ?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand ?
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea ?
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free ?
How many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn't see ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky ?
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry ?
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 

-Bob Dylan

The waves carressing the shore,your breath on me.
Rain to a plant-your voice
Two suns in the sky when you smile
Stairway to heaven, your arms
Your presence...
The apotheosis in my life,
The only divinity my soul percieves.
Even a momentary absence,
My heart cries out in anguish.
In your life mine is
Without you, zilch.
Leave me not, ever
In your love, my immortality.

-Prats

Count the days,

Count the hours,

For a glimpse of you.

Wait all day for dusk,

Only to see the dark clouds playing jigsaw in the sky.

I lie in wait all night for my moon,

Lucky to chance a moment with him before dawn breaks.

And so on it goes...

Hoping against hope to see the moon every night...

Even while he's asleep,

Even on his days off.

O my moon! never can I get enough of you,

Only the memories to last me through.

-Prats