Amrei Baumgartl "Night Of The Isle" (Leopold Fuchs, dir.)
As the low sun buries night of isle and the streets of nowhere lead my mind. I learned to love the answer of happiness, as your foreign son i feel alive! The night of the isle spawns the breath of live. sends out all the pulses and lets my own mind melt. As hungry as a hunter I'm high on your supply so let me in, so let me in, so let me in don't spit me out!
