As he walked towards the train, suitcase in hand, the man mumbled;

"My heart, Running down the corridors of my mind, Knocking on the locked doors of my logic, Looking for the hidden love, Was exhausted but not defeated! In the end victory belongs to my heart I, who am drunk from the sweet wine of love, Abandon myself to the woman of my life, to HER..."

"The leaf melted after landing on the flower
On the body that is rooted to the ground
They became ONE"