CA from Broken & patched by Nyahukhin

My home is in California. From where I live I can see the ocean. In a little house made of wood with yellow curtains. Try to reach if you can. In my garden in California, I can hear birds. The mint blossoms and when night comes I write a new song. In the morning I go shopping with my bicycle down the hill. I buy apples at the marketplace., some good cheese and some olive oil to put with pasta in a bowl. Until I make my way back home. In my house in California, the wind shuts up, I’m on my own and nothing’s got to be done. The neighbors and then my friends plus a couple of old gentlemen – they’ve got a black and white cat named Panda. At night we gather together around a huge fire. We gaze at the stars, we dance and we play. In my home in California, the earth is pure, the air smells good. I am free and I am happy.

• Folk
• folk rock punk alternative
• Paris