These are songs that tear your heart apart. Without adornments, when you don't expect it, a note scratches you somewhere and your eyes become wells with tears, but you feel good, very good, with a smile and with goose bumps. Upon leaving there was nothing more to see the face of the people, or the silence was made between songs and songs. Silvia Pérez Cruz's song is a luxury of excitement. He offered a great two-hour performance in the Kursaal of San Sebastian. For the third time he introduced the String Quintet into the city and filled up the large room of the building. He first appeared with the violinist, to open the evening with Cinco Farolas, and after the group, they touched the Tonada of full moon. The privileged in the front row, because we witnessed directly that way of moving on the stage.

They returned from Japan and, although it appeared to be a lie, were surprised at the crowd. Perez Cruz sang from the tents, with equally lighter accents. Ai, ai, ai gozoa, for example, written to the scene where the girl in the movie Near your house dances in the bathroom. “They wanted to put some shakir in, but it was too expensive, and in the end I did this. Then they gave the Goya to the best song.” He was also rescued from the film There is not so much bread, a claim against evictions. The two violins (Elena Rey and Carlos Montofor), the cello (Joan Antoni Pich), the contrabajo (Miguel Ángel Cordero) and the biola (Anna Aldoma) joined with great complicity. He also said, modestly: “Which group we are.” He acted alone on stage, tied his hair, now released, took off his shoes, put on again.

The scratch happened with the poem Tomorrow by Ana María Moix, who also sang Montofor; and with the Corrandes d’exili de Pere Quartet, dedicated to those who fled violently from the claws of Franco. More joyful, he brought from Brazil the dancer Asa branca, “where sorrows also sing with joy”. Also a version of Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. And the visa brought her to Vestida de nit, which gives her name to her latest album, a wonderful piece that her parents wrote 30 years ago and that brings with her landscape songs from her native land, Calella de Palafrugell.

He was surprised by a little bit of “commercial” songs that people took him out of laughter and applause. He sang to capella Petite Vals Come and Cucurrucucu Paloma, already classic in his repertoire. And the musician, standing on the stage, flooded the scene with red light, and the round Red Rooster, black rooster, closed the concert, leaving the audience with the taste of the mouth of an artist who doesn't have the same, who rips his heart, but without breaking it, and makes it strong.