Still smiling, I sat at a bench, thinking I had few time and two images, to finish this walk... I was still remembering those sailors, when I saw this man..
Maybe his ancestors had come from the sea, maybe he, himself was a sailor that had decided to stay, to moor at these shores …
I was trying to find a lyric to define his mood, his attitude.. I wasn’t sure what was inside him..
Then, I realize there are lyrics describing all feelings.. so I thought better to find a tango that might talk about ..Itself!
It came to my mind the verses of Tango Querido.. (dear tango)

It sings the paradise and hell in the city
it sings about the starving’s pariahs and the faith
it sings about the tomfool who can but never give..
it sings to the opened hearted help of a brother
It sings to the torments and sweetness of love
it sings about vagabonds, philosophers at the cafe
it sings to the old swaps of power
it sings to the adored friends who are not any more.. .