The anthem of Cienfuegos in a trova version and the song Luna Cienfueguera performed as an anthem were the introduction to the algebraic expression of love. In the center of its concavities or convexities, I do not know, a germinated idea,a handful of songs, the memory of someone who is not present all them nested during 60 minutes while the sun set and many persons born in this city -which deserves so many masses and fires- or not, create its name.

I knew of him for the first time through the song "M with A, N with I", by aunt Rosa. Years later I saw him arriving to my work place and I did not imagine that this gentleman with a cane was uncle Beltrán, who so many times had been repeated in that melody I used to listen in my childhood.