This is the first song we played together during our trip in the Alpes.
We spent two months in a little wooden hut writing, composing, taking inspiration from our surroundings and just being free from all burden of city life.
This little video could be taken as a brief summary of moments of joy, introspection and creation we had here...
This was a very special moment for us, we therefore want to share a little bit of our experience, hoping you can all feel the same way we felt back then !
Thanks to Lô Borges for writing such a beautiful song !
Por que ando triste eu sei
É que eu vivo na rua
Espero algo mais deste frio
Espero um pouco mais e aprendi
A ser como o machado
Que despreza o perfume do sândalo
A verdade é negra, eu sei
E o homem é mau
Espero algo mais desse ódio
Espero um pouco mais e aprendi
A ser como o meu gato
Que descansa com os olhos abertos...
All produced by us at home!
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