Nostalgia for the silver reflections on his wall when the water was cut off while dancing to the infinite murmur of the waves.
Bedouin of the sea in the star-studded night and guided by the enchantment of his mantle, he sails hanging from the sky.
The sails come out and close to the soul, the salty bodies fly at dawn.
Bedouin of the sea in the star-studded night and guided by the enchantment of his mantle, he sails hanging from the sky.
The sails come out and close to the soul, the salty bodies fly at dawn.