The heart wrote: for me, for you For the years gone by, And the years to come! life for me.. It is similar to life and the image of a musician. It means, a voice filled with passion and sadness that is heard from time to time, from the side of the wounds, and makes the bodies dance. A standing dance on losses and judgments and injuries, A dance with a foot that is still there for life, To stand up and carry on. I am a wounded human who plays for life, for all unlived. And for all those who have an ear to listen, for life.. I am the manifestation of resistance! The ecstasy of the passionate voices of wounded, the voices that danced as if they were saying that you can dance on the ruins, stood on a heap of sorrow and injury and faced the enemies of life, shouted life that you bastards, I am still alive!!