A question… That always calms me down, A question… That always makes me think, And forces me to burn In the fire of longing. A question, That always fixes its gaze upon me, Who knows which of its hidden desires it reveals, But it compels me To look at myself. A question, That always walks beside me— Not too far ahead, Not too far behind, Just… with me. It makes me walk Miles and miles further. A question, That always appears in my dreams, Awakens with me through the nights, And never runs away. It makes me want to Run far, far away from everything. Just One question— This question will stay with me forever, Will walk beside me, Will remain… For me. .... Which question? What kind of question!? …I don’t know!