Vocals and lirycs by Mora Ankaro Vocals and guitars by Cesar Fornes Berlanga Original music by Cesar Fornes Berlanga

How bored the afternoon is feeling lost in the park, slowly dropping her handkerchief, green lace dark and refreshing. Everything is so calm, perhaps a little durment with such a simple fragrance but at the same time so penetrating. There, though in the distance, sounds the whisper of some...

It was cold, a dog barked at the night and the silence that remained was still heavy. It was cold, and the snow that was falling left flowers with thorns. The black and white merged and the coming dawn gave it its grayish tone from its early glass. Everything and nothing came together getting...

May I speak with life, please ? I need to talk to her out of pure necessity, to tell her to wait for me if I arrive late, she isn ´t to go ahead and leave me behind, that everybody is looking for her and she doesn´t let anyone find her, that last night, I dreamt about her number, that is why I...

Behind the windows the trees sway calmly, like seaweeds under a sleeping sea, and the greenness there of going to and fro calms me down and gives me hope. Their large leaves fan the air and their sound silence the noise that the overwhelmed city certainly sends forth. The large and simple room...

The flower of my thaught will blossom, sometime, when the sadness has gone away and this is how I will remember you, my sweet dove, without the pain that I felt upon losing you and upon not touching your alive, gray and iridescent feather so warm, little dove that came to me hurt and that left...

Once I saw you cry with all the wild strenght that your broken soul had. How your tears cried, stream of deep pain, sea that distress stiffles, How your such dark eyes gleamed, without any relief cursing at the sky. Your lips remained closed, a line of mute firmness, a silence of the sadness,...

The forest seemed black in the distance, like a thick wall that prevented the passage, and little by little, upon coming closer, its dark color began to turn into green foliage, protecting between shadows the secret of its sites . The sun looked at it, touching lightly in passing the leaves of...

When you ask me if you will be happy, my son, I say yes because that is how I want you to be, but I look at the world and I remain awake although I hide my fear. Life is hard I warn you, but if you have yourself you will have the biggest thing, the spirit of living for the sake of living, the...

The silence made friends with the night, hugging it like a brooch in a piece of cloth. It told the stars that shined in its neckline and gently, one by one, it began to conceal their glitter between the branches of the forest. The silence made friends with the night, holding it tight like the...