Me cayé casi sin ruido
I hear the words
of the gaucho
singing
born and raised cuyano
on the other side of the
table
and I realise how
easy it is to fall
and that I
I have hit
the ground
almost without noticing
an ode to travelling
an ode to travelling
Me cayé casi sin ruido
I hear the words
of the gaucho
singing
born and raised cuyano
on the other side of the
table
and I realise how
easy it is to fall
and that I
I have hit
the ground
almost without noticing
My Maddy Travel 