The choice of the name came from the desire of finding answers in the silence; Suni-ai means listening to the subtle inner silence. This state of calm allowed me to understand that the higher the noise of the mind, the less presence and connection with the physical body and spirit. There is a bigger urge to talk, not always a meaningful speech or with any purpose.
The silence has brought me the understanding that words and thoughts construct reality. It has worked as an antidote to understand my own mechanisms and ego. Learning how to meditate to access this place of peace was my great miracle!
The silent mind is compassionate, reaches patience and wisdom. The silent mind accesses intuition. The silent mind contains all the peace and joy of its existence. Welcome to the Suni-Ai!
opera 2
Versions: #1 (#2#3#4)
My house has been built,
But I'm still alone here.
The door slammed behind my back,
The autumn wind knocks my window,
It cries for me again.
There was thunderstorm is in the night,
And there's a mist in the morning,
The sun got cold long ago.
Ancient pains
Are passing by
Let everyone gather.
My house has been built,
But I'm still alone here.
The door slammed behind my back,
The autumn wind knocks my window,
It cries for me again.
It's my destiny & I can't do anything with this.
Opera 2 (Опера 2)
OriginalTransliteration
Дом мой достроен,
Но я в нем один, --
Хлопнула дверь за спиной.
Ветер осенний стучится в окно --
Плачет опять надо мной.
Ночью гроза,
А на утро туман, --
Солнце остыло совсем.
Давние боли
Идут чередой, --
Пусть собираются все.
Дом мой достроен,
Но я в нем один...
Хлопнула дверь за спиной.
Ветер осенний стучится в окно --
Плачет опять надо мной.
Это судьба, а судьбу не могу
Я ни о чем просить.
Только я знаю, как после меня, --
Станут ветра голосить.