Excerpts from my own songs.
I praise myself, praise myself,
You will bear what I have suffered,
Because every atom that belongs to me belongs to you.
I wandered and invited my soul,
I leaned down and leisurely observed a summer blade of grass.
My tongue, every atom in my blood, is formed in this soil and this air.
It was born here by my parents, so were my parents, and so were their parents.
I am 37 years old now, and I have been healthy since I was born.
I hope it will be like this forever until I die.