All my loving to Yuri’s russian, milk and honey’s family
Brother you deserve a better world where music is galactical langage
A land where pure souls are notes in black on white
Sweet honey flows in micro veins and macro streams
Dervishes dance on clouds, girls and boys rollin’ on stage
This World, don’t you forget, exists, right there, where it goes boom boom
Tchick chicks blocks, Tchick chicks blocks, and ramdam chakatikatchitchi!
Bonne année mon Ami, mes amitiés à Netanya, à Petersbourg, Londres et Istanbul.
Oli.W.P. 