Not always the trunk of the tree resists all the tornado.
Taking turns as the tail of snake is found one sad girl . Breathing as if the wind will carry the oxygen away and his mind only repeats the scene of that meeting . But . No one is really brave enough to go out to meet him . The salty tears run like rivers through deserts .
Up look dear , he is strong . The dance of the moon will be subject as the arms of mother earth . Do not think the silence that lacks , vivelo as the art at its best display . I would like to multiply myself as a kind of mutant and take you to fly through the endless life, glorifying myself with your smile . There is no more . Just that .