The author gets lost in the alleys of a few Asian cities and portrays them, bringing up a breeze of nostalgia. The camera floats calmly in its aim to capture the beauty that emerges from the mundane. Accompanied by Mr. Sakamoto’s composition, the poem by Arseny Tarkovsky celebrates life.
And this I dreamt, and this I dream,
And some time this I will dream again,
And all will be repeated, all be re-embodied,
You will dream everything I have seen in dream.
To one side from ourselves, to one side from the world
Wave follows wave to break on the shore,
On each wave is a star, a person, a bird,
Dreams, reality, death—on wave after wave.
No need for a date: I was, I am, and I will be,
Life is a wonder of wonders, and to wonder
I dedicate myself, on my knees, like an orphan,
Alone—among mirrors—fenced in by reflections:
Cities and seas, iridescent, intensified.
A mother in tears takes a child on her lap.