When my city up, I look in its cracks for every dream not yet dreamt so that it can ...

in hive-142013 •  4 years ago 

... tell me the mystery of the dawn, of how it brought its yellow impetus, its warmth of calm, which invites us to get up and believe again.

Cuando despierta mi ciudad, busco en sus rendijas cada sueño aún no soñado para que me cuente el misterio del alba, de como trajo sus amarillos de ímpetu, su calor de sociego, que nos invitan a levantarnos y creer de nuevo.

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