Transeúnte Sin Identidad
Virus
Anonymous Passerby
Walking and rescuing from the sea
A vital treasure
An anonymous passerby shows quality
When a verse brings
I will love you against the clock
If my passion marks it
On a boat I have no identity
Immediate passion
Big city
Luminous cruel force
Tempt me, yes, with a plan
Red physical Moon, look at me
Offer yourself to kiss
