"The City of Photographers" "When I was a child my father would cut a tea box and turn it into a camera." "After that, I could play, pretending to be a photographer." "My father was part of a batch of photographers schooled in the streets, shaped by the riots." "He never told me about his role out there" "But I got to know what was going on in the city Looking at his photos, and those of his friends." " Juanito is absent today." " Long live the Galindo, man!" " Juanito?" " Juanito is not here." "Do you remember what year that was?" "I visit my father at Universidad de Chile's photo lab." "He's been working here for thirty years." "It's here where I learned the story of The Photographers." "This is what's left of the lab." "These cameras are about forty years old." "Lt's been three year since we don't make prints ...now it's a kitchen." "And here's the non-official story of this archive." "Lt is so because part of the story of the AFI took place right here in this lab." "This is Lucho Navarro's photo of Lonquén." "One of the very first denouncement photos in those dictatorship days." "Luis Navarro worked as a photographer for The Vicaría, the Church's Rectory, then." "The very first time I saw this photograph I imagined a castle." "Long time after that I learned it was a mine full of dead people." "Everything's so changed now." "L must of have gone in there at least 20 times." "Every time remains where moved, we had to go in." "They would cover my nose with a handkerchief." "M y mouth too." "And I crawled..." "on my back." "Till I got placed under an arch." "To this height, not more." "That distance away from me." "And there above their socks were hanging." "They made sounds." "All I did was describe a ratio with the camera a full ratio, measuring." "Then I would come out." "L had to move my foot when I couldn't hold my breath any more." "There were 15 bodies in there." "Every day people vine workers with no... political relevance whatsoever." "There were 5 of them from one family 3 more..." "And they buried them... alive." "A silenced issue then, out of respect for their kin." "L knew them thru photographs." "Thru the photos I made when their relatives were still looking for them." "L made pictures of all the Maureiras, because of the specific case of the town of Isla de Maipo." "Lt then happens that the shirt of one of them became engraved in my mind." "The shirt of one of the youngest Maureiras." "That night, when we arrived at The Vicaría a meeting was being held by the Bishops and heads of the Rectory." "They were gathered downstairs, and I was told to develop right away." "L went upstairs to develop and blow up my material." "Later I called Javier Mella and Cristián Precht, and told them those were the people missing from Isla de Maipo." "Be careful, they told me." "Are you sure?" "See this shirt?" "L said." "When I made the photos of the desaparecidos... the pattern of that shirt caught my eye." "And this is it." "So we knew from day one who that people was." "The people from here, I mean." "Well, it's been years since then." "Since I have all these photos of the boys." "And of the other people downstairs too." "Lt's been hard to have them done, but they're done." "L have an altar both downstairs and upstairs." "The downstairs pictures were expensive." "They're oil pictures." "There's Sergio Manuel Rodolfo Antonio Segundo Armando and José Manuel." "Those are my four missing ones." "To say it straight, not missing, but killed." "They're dead." "Years later they were found at the mines in Lonquén." "They were hanging head first, like slaughtered pigs." "They were pushed into a shaft and remained hanging." "The mouth full of grass, tied with barbwires." "Their mouths, hands, feet..." "I have always been fond of the pictures of my sons." "When I'm alone I make believe they are alive." "L talk to them." "And they sort of talk back to me." "But it's a mother's thing." "L have so much memories of them." "So many..." "Since the first moment this was discovered Chile becomes aware of the horror." "L think this became a symbol, for it was the first." "Pinochet starts to stagger in 1978." "First thing, he loses credibility, the disappearance of civilians becomes a fact." "That's the importance of Lonquén." "Lamb of God you take away the sins of the world have mercy on us." "Lamb of God..." "I declare myself a photographer of the losers and the dead." "That's the part of life I was called into." "My call..." "It was were I was at that time." "Defending those without a voice, those who had lost their freedom." "Those who were being tyrannized, those being tortured and martyrized." "That was my task, and I have no regrets for I can't think of nothing more ennobling for a person to do..." "Than defend those who has fallen." "Lt's not easy." "Yes, here." "This is it." "Yes." "Where's the city photographed by my father?" "What were the things he saw in it and that are not her anymore?" "What has vanished?" ""THERE'S TORTURE IN CHILE"" "Every dweller of this land ought to ponder how meaningful it is to live in a country where peace reigns." "When we started, I guess we mostly wanted a credential." "Not for exposition purposes, but to work." "To be able to go out on the streets and photograph those first demonstrations." "We're talking 1981 here." "We need some sort of accreditation." "So we created the Independent Photographers Guild Association abbreviated in spanish as AFI." "Someone called it the Leftist Photographers Guild, the AFI" "It was a human gathering instance where we could talk about what was happening to us." "And to see what could be done for all those who did not have a credential, and who played important roles too, against the dictatorship and could be sheltered by some accreditation, by a lawyer to bail them out if they got arrested." "And that entity was the AFI." "And then I think, every photographer joined the AFI." "What's beautiful, you know, about that, is this sort of rescue of each other." "The acknowledgment, the recognition of all those becoming photographers." "L think that many of us started using that title thanks to the AFI." "L mean, we dared to call ourselves photographers." "Lt was a work that, besides everything, was helping to put an end to the tyranny." "L don't mean to be arrogant, but we began to realize how important those photographs were as documents." "No wonder they were after us!" ""Apsi Magazine Photographer Suffers Aggression"" "As the President of Apsi, several times, I had to place habeas corpus petitions when colleagues got arrested..." "To somehow prevent people disappearance." "They used to beat us." "To somehow prevent that people disappear." "They used to beat us." "Several times I ended at a hospital with a broken head." "That was how hard things were." "L was quite frightened." "Unlike men who would face the police." "L was frightened." "Besides I was from a Brazil." "Every day there was no way of knowing what could become of you." "What that day was holding for you." "Every day you would wake up with your adrenaline pumping." "In such a way that exhaustion could never reach you, never at all." "Don't shoot!" "I'm a journalist!" "Don't take him away!" "Don't touch him!" "Leave him, he's a journalist!" "Go on!" "You better kill him right away!" "We were unaware of consequence or dismay." "Lf we had to be there, we were there." "Always under great risk, but aware of our importance." "Give me your film!" "You had to be brave." "That's not easy when you face tyranny." "We were brave just like the dwellers and students." "We were all brave." "Everyone had the passion!" "The bottom line was to defeat tyranny." "And that vision covered for anything else." "Our part was a minimum part." "Our only privilege, if we had one, was to be there and be able to protect ourselves one another." "L mean there was nothing bold or heroic about our individual selves, I think." "But we did constitute a human group." "A large group." "L think that that protected us a lot." "We started by going out in groups." "Our best shield was this group of photographers." "As we were always short on film, our shots were few, if you may." "We calculated a lot as when to shoot a photo." "Because you had a couple of film cartridges to last you all day." "You had to control..." "I think we should of have done it the other way." "L don't know." "Plenty of photos were lost." "Then we started knowing other people out on the streets." "People from agencies, France Press, Reuters..." "They would lend us film cartridges." "Whenever we would run out of film in the middle of a big outburst, they would help us out." "L mean, we couldn't just go home once out of film." "They also trusted us for we were always in the middle of every struggle." "We were at the middle of every act, everywhere." "So the agencies and foreign magazines started buying some of our photos." "L raised my camera and shot two frames." "Just two they were two because of I saw the two negatives." "L saw this little man, this character, as sort of a symbol of the country" "He was us before this tyranny, before those tall and mighty horses, those police steeds." "And the people of those country was there walking in front of them." "Lt was some sort of irony of fate." "Back in those days those of us who reported already knew each other." "And then, all of a sudden, some new photographers which nobody knew, would appear." "Suspicion was raised about them because they could be security agents working undercover for the regime." "Taking pictures of the people." "You could spot a snitch right away." "L don't know how." "Maybe because their eyes didn't litter." "Because of those huge lens attached to their cameras, which they scarcely knew how to use." "Because of that trimmed moustache." "That gave them away for sure." "Those gloomy eyes, never talking to anyone, being always... being always on the verge." "L mean we were in the middle of things." "The days were so intense that in our monthly acquisition list ...for Hoy magazine, we would add stomach and headache pills." "For we worked everyday under pepper gas and sever stress..." "What was exciting back then was you worked late to see the outcome of your photos." "In those days we developed our own material." "Those days were long..." "But I can't deny the great satisfaction that taking a good picture meant." "L think that us, the photographers, helped to remove the veil of what was happening, together with others." "Mostly with anonymous people like the ones I'm interested in shooting." "Many emblematic photos portray anonymous people." "People that would go out to declare their disagreement." "And that photo would show our nonconformity with the system." "With the dictatorship." "To that matter... it became a powerful tool." "They must tell us where they are!" "They must tell us where they are!" "The fact that there were photographers on the street gave a sense of security for the demonstrators." "They felt more secure and at the same time completed by our presence, you see?" "They were posing for the record." "Lt was something that because of that photograph of what they were doing." "What turned appalling for the regime were these photos from within." "The ways demonstrators were suppressed." "No doubt this photo is Luis' work, who else's?" "Who else?" "Yes this is a photo from La Vicaría." "This is also Luis'." "Those actions were taken to summon the photographers." "They were also about a lot of other things, but the photographer was indispensable." "We were in collusion with the photographers." "There was small group of female companions whose task was to get in contact with the photographers, as to tell them that day we'll do this, so to please be there." "And they showed up and the word remained guarded." "Because the police would always arrive once that..." "Once we had done everything." "Lt was very hard for me." "Very hard for me to find a photo to wear on my chest." "They were four." "L couldn't find one." "Because we never had a camera at home." "By accident I have a family photo." "Because once a photographer walked down our street and asked me if I wanted a photograph." "L believe that that very same day we had nothing to eat." "We had that sort of magic miraculous inspiration to invite him in." "And that's the only picture that there is." "Then not to have a photo of your family is somehow as not having had part in the history of mankind." "Lt's sad for me." "Lt dazes me." "L can't and won't allow this to be forgotten, for instance." "Nor I can't or won't forgive..." "But I think that this can't be possible." "Just that." "Now, sir, this is my son, for you to know." "A young man just as yourself." "And I start watching photographs of their beloved ones of their kin, on their lapels and I start feeling as if they were alive." "As if there's a life to unveil in there." "Here we have apprehended and missing people from date June 28, 1976 till the end of 1976." "L went through all the files and realized that not 1.197 apprehended and missing, only about 700 had a photograph." "L couldn't allow that double disappearance, so it became as some sort of duty to bring them back to life." "Ranch # 35, Huelquén." "Hello... ¡Hi!" "Good afternoon, Mrs. Julita Garrido?" " That's me." "That's you?" " May I have a word with you?" " What about?" " Jorge Muñoz is your relative?" "Yes, I'm the mother of José Andrés Muñoz Garrido." " Ls it José or Jorge?" " José Andrés Muñoz Garrido." " He's a missing person." " Yes, his father is." " The father?" " Yes, the father of my son." "Right, listen." "...we're looking for a photograph of the gentleman." "Because we don't have one for his file." "And right now my son is on the field." "Because he's the one who has the photos." " Does he live here?" " Yes he lives with me." "And if you look for it?" " I'll go and see." " Fine." " L won't be long." " Just take it easy." " L have one!" " That's great!" "L found two, but we're both on them." " He's not alone." " Never mind." "L don't know where my son keeps the others." "This is perfect." " Your son got to know him?" " No." " Just his photos." " Just in photos?" " Yes." "We started finding photos of their everyday life." "From those exuberant and full of life moments." "When they were playing a piano, cutting a birthday cake loving their lovers, a teacher lecturing, a fireman parading." "We started discovering their life." "Lt was fantastic!" "Lincoyán Berrios" "Here's Lincoyán with his wife kids in the background, the beach." "He smoked." "Lt's a very important moment in his life." "We carry every day..." "a photograph of our beloved ones in our wallets, in our purses..." "we carry a picture of a girlfriend, brothers, parents, pictures of our children." "There's always an image to remember them by." "You start feeling there's also a missing person within yourself." "Within every family, within the whole of Chile there's a missing person." "I was 13 years old when Priest André Jarlan was murdered." "My Dad didn't say a word." "I heard it on the news." "Many people attended his funeral." "It was a long precession to the cemetery." "I did not attend, but seeing this picture was like being there." ""ON TO FIGHT FORA PEOPLE'S GO VERMENT"" "This corner right here is quite important." "We gathered here." "The demonstrations usually took place at twelve and at one o'clock." "People started dropping leaflets over us and the activity started." "Everything was quiet as it is now and all of the sudden people began chanting:" ""Bread, employment, justice, freedom"!" "As they see me standing here I must seem crazy to them now." "The photographer is an invisible actor, in a way." "You go places and stare across your lens you shoot and capture the essence of a moment, maybe." "That attracted me." "This was André Jarlan's Funeral." "A very large crowd." "And... as people advanced... you see..." "I was in front walking backwards." "Just so, with the camera." "Completely surrounded by people." "André, my friend, the people is at your side." "André, my friend, the people is at your side." "...go to Catedral and Manuel Rodriguez." "Catedral and Manuel Rodriguez." "The number is 1679." "That's 1679 Catedral Street." "Let me tell you that I was a photographer myself." "During the dictatorship, my friend." "By chance I worked at an important agency, France Press." "L worked there from 1985 up to 1990, covering the streets." ""Holy Father, take him away"" "I happen to have my photos in the trunk." "L have an album, were those photos I told you about, are." "Here I have those pictures I mentioned, see?" "L have two albums here." "This one with color pictures the other one in black and white, look." "L titled the pictures "Photo Impacts" here." "Press photos under Pinochet's dictatorship 1985 - 1990 Pepe Durán." "Here's a stabbed policeman." "He got stabbed on his neck at boulevard Ahumada." "You can see the knife." "That night I was in the corner of Alameda and Ahumada." "There's a demonstration, and suddenly a policeman collapses." "We call policemen "pacos"." "Nobody knew what happened to him." "So I shot a circular picture, in order to leave out no details and at the lab, to my surprise, I saw that he had been stabbed." "No one had detected the knife, not even the photographers, because of a blackout in the area." "Of course it was also important for me since I made front page in "El Mercurio", "La Tercera","Últimas Noticias"..." "All of them were after the pictures." "To my surprise, the police also called me the following day requesting material and information about that previous night." "Lt wasn't mandatory for me to help them, but out of sympathy I delivered a couple of photos, and became friends with the policeman investigating the case." "After some time he told me the case was closed." "He also told me that he had solved the case." "The person who stabbed the cop appeared in one picture." "Pretending to be a military paramedic." "But my friend discovered that he belonged to the CNI." "That was the infamous dirty war the regime was leading to give Pinochet a topic, to go on with his song:" ""That's subversion, those where the communists!"" "Lt became clear to me what "dirty war" meant." "A tool Pinochet's security agents would use." "L was known as the kamikaze." "Because I was always shooting pictures under the blows." "And I would stay till the very end, when the cops were exhausted." "In this square I did much more than take a photograph." "Lt was here that I faced the tyranny." "Here I saw a child whose eye had been emptied." "L saw the clash of absolute violence against people uprising." "In this square my spirit somehow hushed." "A tree bearing no fruit will be cast into the fire..." " The never ending fire!" " Amen." "Power the lord!" "How about that?" "Prune the tree and it'll bear fruit!" "Lf the tree bears no fruit is for lack of pruning, man." "Prune it and you'll see." "We showed what the people refused to see." "But when they see a picture of reality, they know they can't deny what they see." "That starts generating a gut reaction and a soul reaction." "To me pictures were also a rescue device for those being beaten." "For the human beings being beaten." "They once grabbed a man at Ahumada and Moneda." "And I went crazy shooting my flash to make them feel observed." "L think it was then than I first knew I had a powerful weapon." "Suddenly my camera became my weapon..." "Became my weapon... my weapon." "And I went out." "First you clean your lens." "You cock your camera..." "just as loading an Aka." "The same shit." "Finally we got to know each other with the cops." "We even greeted each other." "Once they saw us they knew something was cooking." ""What's goanna happen?" they asked." ""Can't tell you, professional secret"" "And then the shit hit the fan!" "Then everything ended." "We're all tired and worn out." "Our eyes hurting because of the pepper gas all around." "And after all that, we greeted the cops goodbye." "Bizarre shit." "Much too weird." "At the end it became a game." "A very violent game that is." "A game that was not a game." "You knew that if under different circumstances you were caught by that very same friendly cop, he would beat hell out of you." "We're working here, sir." ""Freedom for the photographers Claudio Pérez and Oscar Navarro." "We... became a movement." "We became a movement for sure." "We moved this land." "Our work ended forcing them to the most preposterous measures." "At one time photos were disallowed, right?" "The magazines were issued without pictures." "Something happened after some kind of riot, the government said no more photos." ""CHILE IN MO TION photos censored"" "It was quite impressive, there were no photos." "No pictures at all." "But we all went on working just the same." "But we couldn't print the photos." "All those opposition magazines were censored." "So the pictures were blanks with a foot note." "You had to make the pictures in your head." "Lt had that sunny side, stimulating the fanciful aspect of having you create your own pictures." "L remember a foot note that was loads of fun." "Lt went something like "Mrs. Lucía Pinochet in her sky blue gown and feathered hat attends... something"." "So you could see the old hag with her heavy make-up and the feathers..." "you could even see the colors!" "The situation lasted one month, two months, I'm not sure." "But I went on taking pictures." "Some of them very dear to me." "For instance Cardinal Fresno and the "The Killing Fields"" "I shot that picture as a protest." "Lt was not to be published but all the same it was my protest against censorship." ""The Forbidden Edition"" ""WITH ALL THE PICTURES"" "Right then our society didn't want to see some things that were taking place." "TV and papers were absolutely censored, self restricted, with fear." "L think there was a very lot of fear." "So these magazines were published without photographs" "And we decided to show these photos through outdoor exhibitions" "We hanged the photos on our chests and went to the streets." "That's where the kid got his eye emptied." "Came a cop and hit him with his club." "And the kid covered his face like this." "And the area was covered with leaflets of a "Crusade for life"" ""Crusade for life", how about that?" "He covered his face." "L told him to take off his hands for a photograph." "He moves his hands..." "and one of his eyes was empty" "I can clearly remember a kid lying on the ground at Plaza de Armas, with an eye hanging next to his head." "His eye pulled off." "And all those photographers shooting." "And as I got near I felt I was becoming a vulture." "L basically made that association because of the blood." "Lt made a lot of sense to me then." "Together with some other things I had been considering I felt I had to retire." "Democracy was near, and what was to become of me if I turned into a blood thirsty vulture?" "L resigned the following week." "We were used to react against blows, gas screams, funerals, shots..." "We reacted shooting our cameras." "Lt was sort of having that violence inside you." "What a bummer it was when nothing of that happened." "You didn't know what to do." "So I was becoming some kind of bloody creep with no values." "Was I picturing pain for my own glory?" "One day we realized we were losing it." "We were becoming machines of some kind." "Started feeling that violence made us be ourselves." "At first we didn't realize that." "¡Please, help me!" "But when you do realize it..." "it slaps you on the face." "What the hell is becoming of me." "Lf there's less repression it's because we are wining." "But adrenaline happens to be a very eerie drug, very weird." "You start needing it, and end up addicted." "Addicted to fear, addicted to overcoming your fear." "Lt's a crazy shit." "At a student's demonstration perhaps." "L don't quite recall." "There was a young lad at Alameda." "An absolute unknown to me." "With a photographer's bag." "Taking pictures." "And quite bold, I should add." "He came to my attention." "And I shot some four frames of him, I think." "He took the picture of him thinking he was a snitch." "But he was not." "He was one of us." "Rodrigo visited me a lot." "I'm not exaggerating, he came by every day." "He was very young back then." "Maybe 14, or 15 years old." "When he decided it was time for him to start as a photographer I told him not to do it." "L don't know why I said that." "L mean, after all it was 1986, and many things had happened." "We had left behind the roughest days, but somehow I sensed that being a photographer was not enough for him." "There was no way of guessing what was going to happen to him." "Rodrigo Rojas was back from his exile in the USA he had come to photograph his country" "A month prior to his death, as a bad omen Rodrigo went down to photograph Ronald Wood's funeral." "Ronald was a student who died at a demonstration." "Just like Rodrigo." "Ronald was 19 years old." "So was Rodrigo." "We saw the barricades and plenty of black smoke." "Very black, very intense..." "So we said "that's the spot"!" "And headed in that direction." "Once we got there, the setting had gone crazy." "Crazy... then, suddenly, the dwellers surrounded us." "We stepped off our cars..." "Foreign correspondents..." "Chilean reporters, photographers..." "So we were surrounded." "L just remember an old lady." "A lady that grabbed me and jerked me badly." "Yelling: "Tell the truth!" "Tell me truth"!" ""Those kids were burnt alive!" "Those kids were burnt alive"" "Once we could settle things down a little, we were driven into a small street." "And they told us how everything happened." "Two kids had been burnt, they said." "They told us some kids were carrying petrol gas for the barricades when an army pick-up trunk came by... and..." "Plainly, they set them on fire." "They soaked them with that petrol gas for the barricades and set them on fire." "His horrible assassination was much too hard for everyone mostly for those of us who happened to know him." "Lt also meant a pain for me." "L felt some kind of guilt." "For having encouraged him to do so." "L don't know..." "It was hard for all of us." "The intention is to march to the cemetery?" "They want to impede our march to the cemetery." "We have the right to bury those whom they murder." "This is an outrageous provocation that obeys the logics of war that have been established in our country." "There's one person to blame for this:" "Augusto Pinochet Ugarte!" "He'll have to answer for this!" "Thank you." "L think he had this great urge to vindicate himself, to also have an heroical standing." "L mean, we must not forget that it's a kid we're talking about." "So it was impossible that he would listen to us." "Or that he could believe us." "Lt's quite understandable what happened to him." "Lt's tragic, devastating..." "It was very traumatic for all of us and immensely sad." "You know, there's something very odd about it." "For I'm wrong about this." "But I feel blame." "And I think that I always felt that blame." "How do I remove that blame from my conscience?" "One morning, on my way to school I heard on the radio that there teachers had been snatched." "Their bodies were found with their throats slit by a road near the city." "One of them was José Manuel Parada." "This is..." "It's very hard." "He was friend of mine, I mean..." "I visited Roberto's place, you see?" "He and María were my friends." "Then this happens to José Manuel..." "I mean, he was a person I had seen the previous week." "At his father's." "We had tea, we talked about a million things." "An then he gets murdered that way." "So then..." "Well, you can't..." "I attended his funeral, to be with them." "But couldn't stop being a photographer." "L had my camera with me." "And, suddenly, with this vision I told you about of looking where the expression of what's going on is of choosing that moment that will tell the story of what had happened." "L was destroyed by the events." "By their pain, by what had happened to José Manuel." "As I approached his coffin to say good-bye." "L then turn around and see them singing "The International"..." "I raised my camera and took that picture." "Luis Navarro had to take a photo of Pinochet going into Palacio de la Moneda." "Right then he was arrested." "And remained missing for five days." "Lt was right here." "Right here it was." "L had time for some four or five shots." "Then I felt I was being pulled." "And..." "That's when they arrested me." "Once they seized me, they arrested me they clearly told me:" ""Now we're goanna collect for all you have done"" ""Your camera damaged us much more than a gun"" ""So if we blame you for the death of Holy Mary all the rest is goanna believe it"" "That's what they told me." "L remember it clearly." "And they acted consequently." "By then I was somehow admired because of my work at La Vicaría." "And ended being a pariah." "They said I was an informer." "A traitor, a collaborator..." "For years." "Not than I had some time informed, but for years." "That I worked at La Vicaría to give away information." "Now it's hard to live with that." "Mostly when you know you didn't do it." "The years have gone by." "L think everyone realizes now that they were wrong." "At least the people that matters to me" "I had the luck that those photographers who created AFI would shelter me." "They helped me out and comforted me." "They are very, but very valuable people." "They remain being my dearest friends." "M y father..." "He's my old man." "My wrinkles take after him." "When was that picture taken?" "Once they released me from prison." "He demanded me to tell him." "L didn't want to." "Once I told him, this was his expression." "Lt's the picture of that moment." "L always believed more in life than in death." "In fact, that's why I have a small son." "L think that's somehow a symbol, because in spite of everything else, life finds a way." "When I try to remember my childhood days many times there's a blank." "When that happens I look at the pictures once more." "Things do appear again, I recapture those landscapes aromas moments." "Once again I find the city my father photographed." "Those humble homes." "M y house." "An old man who used to be a communist sits down to smoke all afternoon" "while a gentle rain falls outside" "In a naked voice the old man wonders" "Why is it that by his window grey doves coincide with the grief he smokes away?" "Grey doves with the grief he smokes away?" "He focuses his eyes on a far distant day when a book, a kiss, a girl, a thought when a book, a kiss, a girl, a thought..." "He thinks nothing can surprise him anymore" "That he frightened fear away and wore out tears frightened fear away and wore out tears" "He remembered the songs he used to sing ...and conversations till sunrise with his friends" "And conversations till sunrise with his friends" "He remembered the corner were his house was when he bid farewell to his crying mother" "When he bid farewell to his crying mother ...and to his surprise there's still pain left" "Now it's also raining in his eyes..." "The years life his love..." "The years life his love..." "Still hurts"