I Don’t Like The Gringos At All.

Nothing Is Absolute. Everything Changes, Everything Moves, Everything Revolves, Everything Flies And Goes Away.

I Am Not Sick. I Am Broken. But I Am Happy As Long As I Can Paint.

Feet, What Do I Need You For When I Have Wings To Fly?

I Don’t Like The Gringos At All. They Are Very Boring And All Have Faces Like Unbaked Rolls.

I Wanted To Tell You That My Whole Being Opened For You. Since I Fell In Love With You Everything Is Transformed And Is Full Of Beauty... Love Is Like An Aroma, Like A Current, Like Rain.