Brave hearts that bleed
Indomitable souls what they want break
Free  humans
Spirits who feel lonely

You are not alone.

We are above the dame sky

A spring afternoon in Vuelta de Oviglado ... never was the green of the leaves so green.

My sister telling me that she would be  mother.

The hot afternoon arriving to Molinos, drinking water and eating bread in the fountain of the square.

The tales of Cachimayo by the light of the embers.

Listen to Patricia's voice calling me to dinner.

The night of love and balconies under the stars with Ro.

In her last autumn ,  Kosova happily running through the snow.

Only in silence the word
Only in the darkness the light
Only in death does life
The flight of the falcon shines in an empty sky

I know of someone who covered a balcony of roses for love
I know of some that burned ships in the sunrise in love
I have trusted and been betrayed
I have betrayed by not understanding

I have lived
right or wrong
I have believed and I still believe
I can still love .......

A secret to discover is closed in us
One treasure shines here cradles the heart but
It is hidden in the words and in the burning hands
In the sweetness of crying in the warm caresses

In the blue glow of the air a seagull
In the white sea of sonic foam
Curious lurks the pink candles
Looking for our treasure

The breeze plays like a gazelle
Over all white and Gold street
Curious peers at the window slit
The search for our treasure

Loves us who shares our rareties.
Who is our compilice and witness
Who accepts us as we are,
without understanding us.

Who enjoy our misteries.
Who knows about our dark sides
and lovingly illuminates them


Love us who knows that we are
under the same stars

Roaring walls of water and crazed foam
Stubborn gulls
A complete and eternal gray
sea bear bellows

Here life is rude
pertinacious
inexhaustible
Here life gives us hope