ad astra
"Americana, muestra las piernas mi sol,
Latina y sana, yo quiero pasar por vos,
bendita pluma que oh, la creación inspiras, pelea mi tierra la canción que alegre al corazón."
Latina y sana, yo quiero pasar por vos,
bendita pluma que oh, la creación inspiras, pelea mi tierra la canción que alegre al corazón."
Travelling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things - air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.
Cesare Pavese, Italian author
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