There is a song older than words. It lives in the low grass where the serpent listens and in the highest branch where the bird refuses to be silent.
Which one are you feeding today?
This is not a fable about good and evil. It's a ballad about two hungers: one that swallows, and one that rises. balada de serpientes y pajaros cantores
🎵 Let them hiss. Let them sing.
"Balada de serpientes y pájaros cantores" — a whisper and a trill in the same breath. 🐍🐦 There is a song older than words
This is their ballad. Neither wins. Neither loses. They just keep singing and sliding through the long afternoon. balada de serpientes y pajaros cantores
One coils around fear. The other escapes on a melody.