SHE AIN´T ASHAMED TO SHOW HER SOUL AND SHE´LL SELL IT FOR A SONG.

Vagabond woman. Goddess of gloom and golden laughters. Tenant of bittersweet memories and blues. Has broken wings but is determined to fly. Knows how to dance with magic, ghosts and cowboys from time to time. Disappears in heartfelt lyrics, juicy biographies, tempting beards and bottles of her favorite wine. Vagabond woman. Has the moon in her eyes. Fire under her fingertips. A storm in her heart. Chameleon girl. Dreams of feathers, dreamcatchers and liquid stars. Vagabond woman. Is about to be a birthday girl in less than a week. She wants to grow up but not so much. Wishes her new year to be like an old jukebox filled with poetry, wisdom and wild melodies. She can´t help but sell her soul everytime a song takes over her heart. ....................... P.s: Between us she already pictures herself celebrating. Feasting on champagne, liquors, rock n´roll, and maybe a chocolate cake with flaming strawberries and hidden wishes.