Vienen bajando,
las multitudes inquietas,
con su espalda rota
en los festejos ¡de primavera!

...and so the day starts out so slow.
Again the sun was never called
and darkness spreads over the snow
like ancient bruises...
I'm awake and feel the ache
but I wish I'd see a field below.
I wish I'd see your face below...
(Field below - Regina Spektor)
...desde que te ví.

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Why wait any longer for the world to begin?
You can have your cake and eat it too
(Lay, lady, lay - Bob Dylan)