There are times in the day that you need to feel a hug, to hearn a nice voice or to smell that perfume that reminds you home.
No matter where I am, everytime I see growing dark this sensations comes to me.
When the sky turn red, when all the landscape takes a different texture, these few minutes that it takes are just magic.
The start of a great night, the end of a long day.... the Dusk
PRECIOSO ISA, PRECIOSO. No se si prefiero escucharte en español o en inglés... pero ya tengo ganas de hacerlo en persona:)
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