He stared at me... and held out his hand, he said, "Come with me"... and in silence, I followed him... like a dog follows its master. He said, "Come with me"... he held out his hand, and like a dog follows its master, I followed him... to... his private paradise. And he led me to a quiet pool... where the river sleeps... when it is tired, where the moon weeps... when the sun... with her, has grown angry... where hope weaves dreams... so we can keep on dreaming. He said, "Come with me"... he held out his hand, and like a dog follows its master, I followed him... to... his private paradise. And I found peace, that peace... that war is always searching for... and without wanting to believe it, I believed... that life, beyond the suffering... always holds a gift in store for us. He said, "Come with me"... and he held out his hand, and like a dog follows its master, I followed him... to... his private paradise. He said, "Come with me," and I followed him like a dog follows its master. Come with me... come with me... Come with me...
