"What joy to breathe the scent of open air, | wich dies like the last rays of the sun, | no mortal man has lifted my veil. | I'm neither Muslim, nor Hindu, | nor Christian, nor Buddhist, | I'm not for the hammer neither for the sickle | and even less for the tricolour flame | because I'm a musician."

“No Time No Space, | another race of vibrations, | the sea of the simulation, | keep your feelings in memories, | I love you especially tonight.”

“Millions of shadows walking into nothingness.”

“The circle symbolizes T'ai Chi, | wich is formless and above duality. | Here it is manifesting itself | as the progenitor of the universe. | It is divided into Yin, , | and Yang, , | wich signify the Negative and Positive Poles, | pairs of opposites, | Passive and Active, | Female and Male, | Moon and Sun.”

“Central Park, | I love in the dark, | Ich bin klein, | people sang, | around the campfire ground, | I remember | prehistoric sound, | was the time of dinosaur age, | Oh, Nein. | Chan-son Egocentrique, | self centred song.”

“We cannot excuse you | for your behaviour, | the great China, | the divine empire, | has fallen into dishonour. | Politicians kill the monks, | refusing to listen and to reason. | Keep your hands off Tibet now.”

“Dice che questa estate ci sarà la fine del mondo. | The end of the world, | berretto di pelo e sottanina di tàrtan. | Have we cold feet about the cosmos?”