Arutam lives in every little thing

Arutam lives in every little thing,

It is the delicious spark that fills our heart with joy,

The grace that smiles at the dawn of imminent spring,

The late afternoon sea breeze that raises the seagulls high above,

The rest of my break that watches the glittering blue crystal from the high mountain.

 

Sacred Feeling that becomes blood on top of perfect mixed light,

On earth we live and sing among tender and warm skins,

Between the men caresses in love to become strong,

It makes me happy and joyful while the canaries sing, becoming more beautiful in every whistle.

Here I call you, let your caress grow. Rejoice our feeling.

 
Arutam vive en todas las cosas

Photo credit : Maximiliano Buono