INDIANS INDIANS, ROBERT MIRABAL

INDIANS INDIANS, ROBERT MIRABAL

When my son will be a man he will listen to this song in some moment and the same emotions that one time this song caused to him will return to him, he will remember all the good feelings in his guanche chest.

The calmness and the freedom will settle in him and his heart will fill with love, interior force and native courage and he will be able to change the course of the destinies in all the ways.

Drums will sound and the flutes will draw in his face his angelic smile. His heart will flutter to the same time that the drum will sound. Then he will remember his guanche mother who was supporting him in her arms and was sheltering between eternal embraces and mother's kisses when he was a newborn and baby. Be where he will be, let's be far or near by one of other one, the song of his memory will make us always be together. The sonorous band of our interior peace will be this song forever in our minds and hearts.

My Son and me.