Hey buddy, listen up. I'm in Lekeitio, es—what a wild town!

Rarrgh! Cute vibe everywhere. Downtown is a maze.

I stroll Ercilla Street, you know? Small shops, coffee spots, chill feels.

I love Santa María Church. Its spire is epic.

Man, the harbor blows my mind—boats bobbing, netting love.

Walk along the beach; soft sand, salt kiss.
When I’m zoning in, I hit up the old quarter.

Stroll narrow lanes, history heavy and raw.

Family therapy helps me see things.

Kids laughing, elders sharing, everything ties up.

It's like "White Material," ya know? "I stay, I stay," echoes in my head.

Rarrgh! That shattered my thoughts hard.
I truly dig C/ del Sol.

Yep, that's the street with secret tales.

Crazy sun rays, bright smiles, and chaos.

I once did a session there outdoors.

The ocean behind, cool breeze ahead.

I got mad when noise disrupted peace.
You gotta check the local park too.

Tiny, lush, fun for a bio break.

I used to stroll there, clear my mind.

Birds chirp, kids laugh, moments melt.

My heart soaks it all up.
Oh man, there’s also the river border.

It curves past a sleepy neighborhood.

People sit down, chat, sip coffee.

I always pause to watch life.

"Fuck it, just do it," my inner yell.

Rarrgh! That always makes me grin.
I might exaggerate, but love's real.

I spot drama more than most.

Psychology makes me read souls deeply.

Every cracked smile tells its tale.

I feel the town’s heartbeat—raw and urban.
So pack your bags, take a chance.

Lekeitio’s messy, sweet and true.

It may confuse, delight, irritate you.

But damn, it’s home.

Rarrgh! Cheers, man, catch ya soon.