The town, the arms and the heart into which you are born is your oyster shell.

Deep under the sea, you hear the sound of the waves; here the sea being your life, and the waves your days.

From one shore to another, from tempest to tempest and from a moon-lit haven to another… Inside the eternal universe of this oyster shell, which seems to be tiny, you wrap yourself in the tinsel blanket of memories. Inside this oyster shell, you, a granule of sand, transform into a lunar piece; while the sand is your childhood and your most radiant state is your youth.

The oyster sings to the sea, and you hear that song with all your existence, dreaming of swimming out of that oyster shell and facing your own reflection on the surface of the sea.

You are the one who is closest to yourself.

Who can understand you better than you?

Who can understand me better than me?

Here, with my music, I tried to tell how my 35-year-long journey transformed me from a granule of sand into a pearl.

May everybody in this life find out who they are, and see their pearls within…

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