„Ve snu se mi zjevil sám král Šalamoun.
Ukázal mi cestu a zbavil mne pout.
Hledám místo, kde má smysl chvíli stát.
Ještě čerstvé rány. Jarní země kout.
Usmál se na mne a snesl mne sebou.”

Long awaited album. Completion of our socialization and contemplation with prorgressive and psychedelic rock. Jazz, exotics, noise, 80s-like Vangelis or Kryštof could be also found here. Songs and compositions. The road as a cycle. The road as a pilgrimage. As a ritual. Silent moment from both sides. It will come when you’re asleep.