We walked this earth for about three decades
We have been spectators of changes, fortune, misery and diseases
Nothing has been immutable, even being constant is disgraceful
For it is in relief that conformity finds rest
We understood that all human magnificence doesn't make sense
To a universe that does not rule any destiny, decision and does not take sides
Any artistic manifestation contained herein is not pretentious
It is the product of the wandering of four individuals in the noisy Bogotá