It was not a home,
it was not a clock, it didn’t fall,
there were not shelves,
It was not Deusto,
there was no neglect,
there was no danger,
no chickpeas,
there was no power,
no changed hands,
the money,
the food,
the box, the flower,
the burrow,
the milk and honey,
There was no heaven,
there was no time,
there was no sea but there it was.

*Deusto is an area of Bilbao