a face, a look, a life, a fun, understanding, joy, solution, days, beliefs, passions, travel, returns, trips, emotions flowing down the hills, from the idea without chance to travel, after a pear cheese, close blinds, privacy preserved, and then later I'm still with her because that's how I breathe, for years we do together a boat the sea, the waves are high and the sea of ​​oil we trust all the years pass, the feeling grows with time, it passes between the rocks that can not be seen under the water, you feel things we anticipate, we meet, we go, we are ready, but there is always a but, in May, in one direction and not the other, because history is always full of why the sky becomes black, it is in the middle of nothing, until we all go, one place that leads all the same fun day, one night, one morning, one afternoon, forever