Yo tuve un sueño,
Yo, era viento huracanado... y tenía ojos,
Yo, era olor a setas en el bosque...y tenía ojos,
Yo, era la luz de el rayo...y tenía ojos,
Yo, era lluvia torrencial...y tenía ojos,
Y una noche, encontré una pequeña ventana para atravesar, y ver qué había del otro lado...
pero, estaba cubierta con algo que, no me permitía entrar,
y dando la vuelta, empecé a disolverme en la oscura atmósfera,
como simple brisa, olor a humedad, luz de luna, o llovizna.
NO EYE CONTACT
I had a dream,
I was a howling wind... and I had eyes,
I was a smell mushrooms in the forest ... and I had eyes,
I was the ray's light ... and I had eyes,
I was a pouring rain... and I had eyes,
and one night, I found a small window to pass through, and see what was on the other side ...
but it was covered with something that did not allow me to enter,
and turning around, i began to dissolve in the dark atmosphere,
as a simple breeze, musty smell, moonlight, or drizzle.
This week the host is our friend Renilde, excellent creator of pictures I would say, are "Magic Realism"
The issue is Eye Contact, and if you want to see the other participants go here, please.