There's a new sun rising. Ring the bell, we can see the horizon (it appears pyramid shaped) beside the river where we harvested the diplacus.
Make a wish then make a list. The final distance has passed, viagem ao fundu de mim. Glory to the magnifying glass club. Sounds go through muscles, cells are activated, slip-n-slide reminiscing. Elevated archive for headphone fanatics. Is this…??
Translation —as the end of summer approaches, it’s time to say farewell to regrets and activate the senses. Knock-knee'd nuances override the zephyr. Stay until the end of our monologues for tunes by Kanguru, Triangulum, Sudden Sway, Pablo Casals, Elis Regina and many others to keep you company on laundry day.