When I listen to this small short and nice music I automatically think about the nights I spent in the residency last year in Carlos V ,,, That was a time where life was perfect ,, really perfect ,,,
It used to rain a lot behind the window , but inside I would be covered with my rose shawl , watching some light doze TV and thinking about simple things , enjoying my loneliness and cherishing the silence of the charming corridors of the residency.
I might live many many years before I go back to living an era as perfect as that one , as clear , as wonderful and as liberating.
God Bless ...
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