My Music

S.E.A

One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
‘Vain man,’ said she, ‘that dost in vain assay,
A mortal thing so to immortalize;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.’

“Alem de seus Sonhos”

With the Cuban Spectrum Project:

Collage
Morning Song

Also in Spotify: (lower a bit your volume before you press play into the link)

https://open.spotify.com/embed/artist/6KjZkFNWeAe3N81oegns28

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