THE BLU WAVE_ "Time when silence is a poem - the ice has melted - and bleeding glaciers form our tears"_
THE BLU WAVE_ "Time when silence is a poem - the ice has melted - and bleeding glaciers form our tears"_
“Blu[e] is the idea of peace acquiring a note of poignant sadness when it sinks into black: it fully describes the urgency of this moment in time, of our sound that always searches for light in the darkness, and which in order to find it, prepares itself in the precipices, in the ruins, in the hell of the supreme fear”_