A friend, good wine, and a song is my advice. It would cure near any trouble.
Cure
Fall And Rise
Listen carefully, the fall and rise struggling to be heard. This song was familiar, full of loneliness an old ballad imprisoned in his ghost.
Moon’s Song
The magnificent sea tenderly struck up a new rhythm, accompanied by the moon's song into the night.
Song of Light
The inexhaustible song of light was indefinable and vaguely recognizable if I had only heard it in words.
