Remena Vintage

Tell the story, Of a girl
Who was born from the volcano
Who was born from the volcano. He’s not afraid of anything, I barely learned to walk, they left me alone
At the waterfall. tell me what color do you see, tell me what color you see;
tell me if this is yellow ,tell me if this is blue. I do not understand anything, everything has a name, do not understand anything,everything has a name. I become water, I become a wave
and in salá water, I am going to be born.
Let’s all go barefoot, I am putting my legs,I sink into the moss,I’m swimming on the ground, I am gathering my roots.
They join me
The arms …

@Nicola Cruz