One day I'll kill it, just to feel the pleasure of not hearing its constant roar anymore.

Invictus, by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll.

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

Colorful Love

You've got rainbows shining from your smile

and your hair is like honey wheat that I anxiously weave

I love you, it's as simple as that.

Even far, I can feel you sigh and I wear your skin,
my dream man, my eternal lullaby.

You've got the ocean and the cliffs in your eyes,

that reflect all my favourite colours

I make love with you, it's as simple as that.

Even far, I can feel the sand beneath your feet
and the foam that lingers on the shore.