Lloronas

Two friends walk together through the city and through their moods, ignoring everything that happens around them; the universe closes for each one in her lament, in her monologue of love. In this recurrence the reason for the pain is emptied and only the trace, the desolation, remains. Two friends walk together through the city and through their moods, ignoring everything that happens around them; the universe closes for each one in her lament, in her monologue of love. In this recurrence the reason for the pain is emptied and only the trace, the desolation, remains. Two friends walk together through the city and through their moods, ignoring everything that happens around them; the universe closes for each one in her lament, in her monologue of love. In this recurrence the reason for the pain is emptied and only the trace, the desolation, remains. Two friends walk together through the city and through their moods, ignoring everything that happens around them; the universe closes for each one in her lament, in her monologue of love. In this recurrence the reason for the pain is emptied and only the trace, the desolation, remains.