Blumen / Flowers Gereist / Traveled Jahre / Years Sprache / Language Voll / Full Zwei / Two
I work with language. I love the flowers of afterthought.
I was tired. I peaked. I left when I was on top. One year, I did 280 concerts.
Tears are the noble language of the eye.
I bartended for a catering company for two or three years.
Tears are the silent language of grief.
In one year I travelled 450,000 miles by air.
Too late for fruit, too soon for flowers.
I feel that I speak the musical language.
Senator, we just don't use that kind of language on the floor of the Senate.
