FRANK SINATRA: "Night And Day"

Life smiles at me, and I smile back, as if it were a big-eyed girl in a white-lucent skirt in the glistering sun. I open unopened doors and step into new days with the flair of a catwalk model. My raft’s afloat, peacefully on a gently meandering river towards greater oceans. Happiness comes like a tan, effortlessly, by the mere exposure to natural elements. The sun is my ruler, the moon is my accomplice. They take turns in silent understanding, with the regularity of night and day, and neither of them gets exhausted. Learn from the elements, and you will be in your element.

王菲 : 紅豆 (FAYE WONG: "Red Bean")

相思

紅豆生南國，
春來發幾枝。
勸君多採擷，
此物最相思。


Yearning

In southern lands the red bean tree grows.
It sprouts when the vernal breeze blows.
Pick the red beans with your hands filled.
Your yearning for love will be fulfilled.

(王維 - Wang Wei, 699-761 AD, China)

WANG CHUNG: "Dance Hall Days"

The streets are a deserted dance hall, reminiscing the previous night. All guests have disappeared and noise has turned to silence. The concrete breathes the morning chill. A sparrow hops cautiously, seemingly unbelieving that the coast is clear again. The night holds expectations; the morning brims with revelations. There’s silence after the storm, and sunshine before the rain. Her heels click in a steady pace. The coffee is hot, too hot still. She’s cool. Time goes fast, but she walks faster.

A suit-dressed man walks past her in the opposite direction. A breeze of fragrance enters her nostrils, and instantly it all comes back to her. That’s the smell. His smell. The same perfume that mesmerised her from the very first time she inhaled it. There he is, vividly, she feels his touch, his strong arms, a cheeky laugh etched in a half-open mouth. Her eyes blink franticly behind the dark-coloured sunglasses. The present is a memory of a distant future. She turns her neck, yet knows that the back disappearing behind the corner is not the one she used to kiss with half-closed eyes. She walks faster, but her heart beats fastest.

LUZ CASAL: "Mar Y Cielo"

Labuan (Malaysia)

DEEP PURPLE: “Truth Hurts”

They say “the truth hurts”. Now that’s a lie. The truth soothes, it heals, it reveals. The truth conquers all, for it has time on its side, a patient and reliable ally. Deny the truth, and you deny your self. If someone means well for you, then listen to what they tell you about yourself. If you mean well for yourself, then listen to yourself. Your truth is inside already anyway. You know the answer. Just dare to ask the question.

SWANS: "Breathing Water"

Birth, death, and some stuff in between. Some writhe like fish in despair, biting air where they expect water, breathing through useless gills when they actually need nostrils. Knowing what you need is the hardest part. But part from what you know, for a start.

TELEPOPMUSIK: "Breathe"

A boy and his girlfriend are enjoying the summer sun near the poolside. “What swimming style you prefer most?”, he asks. “Breast stroke”, she says. “Hmm…I like that too!”, he drools.