There's Hidden Sweetness In The

Because I Cannot Sleep I Make Music At Night.

You Dance Inside My Chest, Where No One Sees You.

Whosoever Knoweth The Power Of The Dance, Dwelleth In God.

Love Isn't The Work Of The Tender And The Gentle; Love Is The Work Of Wrestlers. The One Who Becomes A Servant Of Lovers Is Really A Fortunate Sovereign. Don't Ask Anyone About Love; Ask Love About Love. Love Is A Cloud That Scatters Pearls.

This Phantom World Gave You False Signs But You Turned From The Illusion And Journeyed To The Land Of Truth.