I dreamed it twice with my favorite pirate.
And every time I hear Hoppipolla I can not help thinking of him and many other things.
There is a very definite time in my life, my 19 to 21, a time when the events occurred more have marked and he was present in them.
remember your company in the library, theater people in the adventures in the most sublime moments of our mutual romantic stories. I remember walking through half the city at twelve o'clock, and cafes songs, stories, invented stories, sense of beauty that we found ourselves full and continued support in the most varied situations.
Then he left. We were all in some way or another. We went though many stayed.
In my two dreams I remember as a child was the most beautiful of all, the eyes more beautiful, more beautiful complexion, the highest imagination, poetry better living ... and I get to miss him a lot.
You better come spring, Eduardo. The land of the Sirens miss you but here we do more.
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