Windsbraut
Kulturschock
A rose ,blossoming in everyday life
Doe in the yoke
Black and white thinking don’t change anything at all
Moon,moon…
Can’t see and stand silently
Can’t look and stand silently
As long as they kill each other ,I’m without any colours….
I don’t want to be one of those who are quiet , while people kill each other. So, without colours.
I don’t want to belong to those who were silent -without colours
