Three weeks ago the movement started
it was a subtle earthquake.
it was a subtle earthquake.
in less than a week I bought my plane tickets
put some things in the suitcases
and crossed the ocean dragging behind me 40 kilograms,
and without saying good bye to many beloved people
(whose names I don't dare to mention)
I still don't have a permanent place
my belongings are still packed
no internet no phone no house
only the road ahead..
(Thanks to miss Carla Afonso for this beautiful song)
