Laura took photos, expressing herself. She asked me, if I would record some music to it. This is the result. I kind of meditated on each photo and than improvised. I wanted her to add some words:
»Morir después de la despedida, caer en el abismo negro de un hasta núnca, y sentir que nuestra propia existencia se desvanece en vida. Un alto, un momento de quietud y volvemos a nacer, aquellas que amamos el calor de cada amanecer, no podemos abandonar las ganas de experimentar un nuevo día, renacemos de las cenizas y nos tranformamos en un nuevo ser con la fuerza de nuestro espíritu, y la vida sigue con sus ritmos y colores.«
English:
»To die after saying goodbye, to fall into the black abyss of a never before, and to feel that our own existence vanishes in life. A halt, a moment of stillness and we are born again, those of us who love the warmth of each sunrise, we cannot abandon the desire to experience a new day, we are reborn from the ashes and we transform ourselves into a new being with the strength of our spirit, and life goes on with its rhythms and colors.«
