I walk through the streets of Cologne
as well as on foot, as sometimes by bicycle.
Enjoying the slow rhythm of the old man, the infinite gaze of the wind.
This is my walk, wishing that this water does not end.
I walk through the streets of Cologne
as well as on foot, as sometimes by bicycle.
Enjoying the slow rhythm of the old man, the infinite gaze of the wind.
This is my walk, wishing that this water does not end.
