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A long long time ago,

long before the birds, cars

and also coffee beans,

the seven gods of the seven lands

they created the antagonistic truths:

love and war.

And then they decided that man should serve a place

away from those elements.

A small island.

This island, right in the middle of the world.

They called it Guava.

And this place, so filled with divine magic

and uncontaminated by the hand of man,

it was lush and fertile like no one else on Earth.

But his greatest treasure

it was the cerulean bug,

a present creature only on the Island of Guava

which produces the most beautiful blue silk that man has ever seen.

Anyone who saw it he fell in love instantly.

But where there is love ...

... war comes.

The Red family took over the silk

and thus of the inhabitants of Guava.

Greed and mistrust they spread all over the island.

The gods, tired of our insolence,

they turned their backs on the man

and paradise was lost.

My mother used to tell me this story every night before bed,

like his mother had done with her.

For me it was alone a bedtime story.

As far as I knew, Guava had nothing to offer me.

I dreamed of leaving the island,

to see the world out there.

But one evening ...

I felt my way.

It was the most beautiful song that I had ever heard.

But I didn't mean to admit it.

I rather shouted ...

Keep trying!

Practice makes perfect.

His smile...

... it was like moonlight.

He regretted that I didn't like it

because he had written it for me.

But he promised me he would come back to play it every night

until he sang a song as beautiful as me.

Fortunately, no song is so beautiful.

So I could continue to see it and hear him sing every night.

I dreamed of leaving the island with him

and start a new life, free of hardship.

But for Deni to leave was unthinkable.

He loved the people here

and would have done anything to be reciprocated.

His dream was to write a song

that united the inhabitants of the island.

A song that reminds us of the ancient magic of Guava,

even for just one day.

So we continued to dream.

Because, after all,

what are we left with but dreams?

Practice makes perfect.

When nobody listens I can.

The part you didn't ruin she was beautiful.

But think. My other girls also say it.

Just kidding.

Just kidding!

Just kidding.

- Good morning, Deni. - Good morning!

Are you late again?

Not yet.

- Hi, Deni. - Good morning.

- Good morning, Deni. - Good morning, Paolo.

- May Heaven bless you. - Same to you.

I put meat aside for tonight. The best.

Keep me of the pig. It has a scent!

- Better the goat. - Hi, Deni.

Remember to play "Casilla", ok?

- I won't let you down. - I'm looking forward to the festival.

Good morning, horse.

No, no. Gracias.

Hey, hey! What's up?

Drop the money.

- Such as? - Give us all the money now.

I do not understand you. You have your mouth covered.

- No tricks. - OK.

I have no money with me.

Liar. You play the guitar on the radio.

Dodo, I know it's you.

Victor, I recognize you.

Mapi, today I help you in the church. Why do you rob me?

We work for Red. He says we could be soldiers.

You will let me arrive late.

If I arrive late, they don't pay me.

And if they don't pay me, you have nothing to take.

Come here.

Do you know about the concert?

What concert?

It's a secret.

Tonight I organize a festival.

If you let me go I'll make you sit near the stage.

Agree?

Ok, Deni. You can go.

Well.

Gracias.

And the concert ...

...it's a secret.

Secret. I got it?

I'll see you.

Hi, Deni.

Hello.

Deni Maroon greets you saying that Red Cargo is the best cargo.

I know it well because I sing it.

Red Cargo is the best cargo

I confess

It's the only one I use

Red Cargo is the best cargo

Without Red Cargo

I would be sad

You have listened to Red Radio Hour. I'm Deni Maroon.

The last song is "Die with You".

Kito, stop making noise!

I shouldn't have taken him to work.

Keisha, turn up the volume.

You know it's my favorite song.

Get up, come on.

No way.

Instead yes.

You're smiling.

I know you want to dance.

Beautiful, you want to dance.

Great job, Deni.

- Thank you. - Go to the port?

Yes, I have to give myself a move.

- They snort if I arrive late. - Then why did they hire you?

See you this evening.

- Hello. - Hi, Deni.

RED SEE YOU!

ISLAND OF GUAVA

Red will make you pay if you continue to be late.

It's not late, if everyone does.

I told you to sleep an extra hour.

You need energy for the festival.

You want us to marinate work on Sunday after arriving late Saturday?

You are crazy.

We shouldn't be working on Saturdays.

Then file a complaint. The modules can be found in the bathroom.

You make me laugh too much.

Do you know when I'll laugh?

Sunday when you're out of work, homeless and without a girl.

Kofi wouldn't leave me if I broke.

But who do you have it with?

With the fact that we live in paradise,

but we have neither the time nor the means to enjoy it.

We work hard. We deserve a free day.

As I see it, we claim this is ours.

Yes, and Red will claim what is his. Your Life.

Red commands the island. You work there and that's it.

He's right.

I've heard that it's different outside the island. Like in America.

What do you mean?

There is different.

I have heard that people have no masters.

I'm saving enough to get out of here.

I will go to America and open an activity.

What are you laughing at?

This is America.

Guava is like every other country.

I'm not sure, Deni.

America is a concept.

Every country where to get rich you have to enrich others

it's America.

You're an idiot.

- Am I an idiot? - You're an idiot.

- Am I an idiot? - Yes, you are an idiot.

- Am I an idiot? - Yes sure.

I'm an idiot.

Ladies and gentlemen, hand in your passports, please.

Welcome to the United States, the land of the free, where she ...

Yes, she can be too master of himself.

At a high price.

Please write your name on the badge and attach it to the shirt.

Why do I have to write my name?

I can't tell you when I go in?

He is ready to receive it.

Deni Maroon.

You play the guitar, right?

I like to think that I do something more.

I'm your fan.

Red Cargo is the best cargo

Great!

It's a beautiful song.

Please have a seat.

Thank you.

Sometimes I listen to you on my radio show.

I don't listen to other musicians, but you ...

You really hit me.

Do you want some juice?

Juice?

No no thanks.

"Health is wealth," my father said.

Is that yours?

My grandfather played the guitar.

I would have liked it too, but my fingers were too slow.

I understood that there was an easier way to enjoy life.

Because with art ...

... you never know how people will respond.

It can be tough.

Yes, but ... life is hard.

As my grandfather used to say:

"Who doesn't appreciate the creaking of pistachio shells

does not appreciate a life lived to the full ".

And what is a life lived to the full?

The music?

The marriage?

That girl, Kofi.

Kofi is a great girl.

You have good taste.

Just like me.

They told me you're performing tonight.

All night long.

Listen.

If people come to your festival tomorrow will not come to work.

Take the free Sunday It is not possible.

You understand it?

I like you, Deni.

I like you.

With $ 10,000 you could go wherever you want.

And even bring someone with you.

But I'm sorry.

You can't do your festival tonight.

I am the leader of the inhabitants of this island.

I have to do the right thing for everyone.

Yes, but how do you know what is the right thing for everyone?

Now you have an excuse.

You fell.

I will listen to your radio program.

At 5 o'clock, right?

You will say that the festival will not be held.

Sure.

What happened to you?

- I fell. - Let me see.

No, I'm fine. Really.

Where is the guitar?

I smashed it falling.

And how are you doing tonight?

I will find a solution.

Can you tell me what it is?

Anything. I'm on time, here it is.

That worries me.

Buenos días.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Let me see. - No.

I'm fine.

How did it go to the port?

Well, you know.

It's the port. I moved a box from here to there.

What happened?

I have the impression that you are hiding something from me.

Like what?

I do not know.

I finished your song.

Congratulations.

You are like summer

It is much more beautiful.

Come.

I'll show you something.

Come on!

How much patience.

Hola.

Hola.

Do like me.

Holy cow.

Here, finally.

You can't sulk in front here.

You can not.

Yes, it's beautiful.

I have to go.

You didn't say what you wanted to tell me anymore.

- It does not matter. - Safety?

I'll tell you at home.

Go.

Ok.

- See you later. - Hello.

So, did you tell her?

No.

You'll see, everything will be fine.

Artists love adventure and ...

Children are an adventure, right?

Kito!

Put it down!

Artists also love freedom.

Hey.

Look what I have here.

For tonight.

Do not touch it.

Naeema, what are you wearing tonight?

There is no festival.

Thing?

I heard that Red won't make Deni play, one way or another.

Who said that?

The island.

How nasty. He must have some problems.

- If Red doesn't want ... - Deni is not stupid. Ok?

If it is true, it will go on the radio and will cancel the festival.

Take it easy. It is not good for the child.

What am I doing here? You are very good.

Deni!

Are you Deni Maroon?

I told you!

- We listen to you on the radio. - Thank you.

Will you play a song for us at the festival?

What song do you want?

A new song, to dance.

And will you dedicate it to us?

I'll see what I can do.

Hey, it's Deni Maroon ...

... to tell you that Red Cargo is the best cargo.

Thanks for listening.

I expect you all at the festival.

Kofi!

Kofi!

Hey, where's Deni?

He's out.

Prepares for the festival, like everyone else.

You don't go there?

Hello.

Kofi, right?

Deni is not there.

I know.

It is always in motion.

Are you going to the festival?

Yup.

I have to go and change, so ...

It's interesting.

Tell Deni for me ...

"Good luck."

I got it?

And good fun.

Where is Deni Maroon?

I do not know. Not seen.

The concert was supposed to start at 8pm.

Hey, nice people.

Sorry for the delay, but ...

... I'm always late.

This festival it is a celebration of life.

I want you all to feel ...

... as free as you can tonight.

This song is for Zoila and Mapi.

Deni!

Deni!

Deni! Deni!

Deni!

Thanks, Margaret.

Good morning sir. Cargo.

It is really a good day.

Let's go straight to the port!

But where the hell are you?

We took it the day.

I'll tell you a different story from what my mother told me.

A story that speaks of how dreams come true.

I like that story.

Me too.

Sottotitoli: Silvia Surian