Un día saltó del puente

One day, quite a long time ago, a girl jumped over a bridge.

It was a summer’s day with a summer’s haze.

It was time for breakfast, early in the morning, when a girl jumped over a bridge.

There was music in the background, birds were flying around. No other sound was heard in the absence of dawn.

The blurry vision of a red dress with white dots, mixed with the silvery green of the trees at 9 o’clock.

The girl was running, the tables were turning. The wind was blowing and the cats were purring.

And it was then, in a summer’s day pierced by a summer’s haze, quite a long time ago, 9 years or so, in a morning without rain, when a girl jumped over a bridge.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8eHj9Fev_Po

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