We are the fire, the sun and the sky. We lie down below the volcano, we are a lullaby for the sparrows, music during summer nights. And when the musk from the winter melts with the May sunlight, the concert is unique, a melody from nature. We are volcano's breath, when the magma collects the thoughts of the passengers, we are the lava that becomes eternal in the glare of the dawn.

We are breath, fire, sun, sky without horizons.