River Bridge Pillar

See route

The child searches for his voice.



(The king of crickets had it.)



In a drop of water



the child was searching for his voice.



I don't want it to talk to,



I'll make a ring with it



that will carry my silence



on its little finger.



In a drop of water



the child was searching for his voice.



(The captivating voice, in the distance,



wore a cricket suit.)



(F. García Lorca)