has many names, many faces, eyes on arcane size ... She La Grande Rose, Daughter of the Wind, The Black Pearl ... her little ground in the great Mare Nostrum ... Pantelleria.
E 'a woman wild, untamed, knows that struck my heart with its silent inhabitants of stone, with the clear notes of his constant companion: the sea ... Clear ... infinity ...
They say the "Pantelleria" that this land does not accept warm hearts and anyone who comes will have a choice between love or hate. Not you, the visitor, to decide what is for you ... She chooses only the hearts that want to tighten and tie for all its chains of love! She is alive, button calls you and you can not resist ... female fatale ... blows up your heart with love and when you decided you do not have more choices ... She becomes your girlfriend, your home, your back to yourself ...
Look, listen to the silence of your inmost being, becomes a rock between the rocks, drop in the sea, stars in the night, to join her beauty, you will hear his appeal ...
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