Iba caminando por la calle, hacia la cordillera. La miraba fijamente. La gente pasaba por el lado como simples sombras. Estaba hipnotizada. Su pelo negro caía casi hasta la cintura, sobre el abrigo rojo. A pesar del hermoso sol que alumbraba el día, hacía un frío antártico. La ciudad la rodeaba, ella era la ciudad. Los tacos de las botas resonaban contra el pavimento. Estaba sola, pero se sentía bien, muy bien. El mundo le pertenecía. Era libre.

I don't wish you were here anymore, I just want to live my life.

A day of rain...

I love cold days. The people pass you by, walking fast and furious, just like the movie... jajaja. Well, what I'm trying to say is that no one enjoys the opportunity to see how the water falls, the battle between leaves and wind... It's so beautiful, everything wet, clean air, blue sky... wet people jajaja. I love to see people running away from the buses and the rain... It's funny, don't ask me why, I just think it's funny.

After the storm there's a calm...

Oh, it's so cold out here, but the sun is doing its job.

This light is beautiful, I can see the blue sky after the rain. The trees shine like they were just reborn.

People pass by and no one looks around. Nobody stops. It just takes a minute, to stand and observe all beauty around us.

...You said ''I'm never gonna leave you''

I can't see you, I can't touch you,but I CAN feel you...