A foggy morning of early spring...Soon the sun will crawl out and the boats will wake up by the tickling touch of the excited river...

Spring is so overwhelmingly exciting...

And here comes the spring...

The Oxford that seduced me once; the Oxford that draws me back to itself again and again...

The hard earth beneath and the endless sky above, I stretch out my wings; I own the earth and I own the sky; I parade in my territory victoriously and squeal from joy...

and...

...I come back to you, love. Because it's you who gives me wings to fly, and I want this kingdom only and only to share with you...