Mȁ̲̠̻ͥ̾ra͔̥̩̾͊̑cuyá͊ – Fille du Doute



“Fille du Doute”

From my mouth filled with silencesI whisper mi doubts and melancholies to you.
A lullaby imagined and hummed by my mother, sounds that proliferate from the Costa Rican cloud forests, insomniac rhythms and mellow disobediences are the essence of this EP.
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