A piece of neighborhood, there in Pompeya/Slipping asleep about the side on the embankment/A lantern swinging about the wall/Plus the mystery of goodbye the coach echoes/A Canine barking on the moon/Appreciate concealed on a balcony/As well as toads resounding during the lagoon/As well as in the gap the voice from the bandoneon/Community of tango, … Read More