We are surrounded by
pictures and stories and they all suddenly become music, if you only know how
to look and listen. This is what I am singing about – on the one hand music
with deep roots in the past and on the other hand romantic ballads. I am like a
tree whose roots drink the springwater, hallowed by our ancestors, and whose
branches nestle winds and happily singing birds.
I do not know where
the birds come from but they sing that we all are a MIRACLE.
