Weaving’s roots into leather’s grace. On the border where cultures link, Each stitch a whispered memory. Bringing tradition to life, sharing a connection,
a journey,
a home.
Tengo un contrato firmado
Desde que vine a este
mundo
No le pusimos la fecha
Por eso es que vivo a gusto
El mundo da muchas vueltas
Y yo de nada me asusto
i want to go home,
i want to go home,
but what i mean,
what i'm grasping for,
is not a place, it's a feeling.
i want to go back. but back where?