No hay que llorar; el tiempo pasará, tú verás.
(There’s no reason to cry; the time will pass, you’ll see.)
Podrás abrasarme de nuevo, tú veras.
(You’ll be able to hug me again, you’ll see.)
Que no hay que llorar! Que conmigo estarás de nuevo!
(That there’s no reason to cry! That you’ll be with me, again!)
Que podrás adorarme de nuevo! Yo se que no me olvidarás!
(That you’ll be able to adore me, again! I know that you won’t forget me!)
Each of these lines is written across my hallway mirrors. The words are the lyrics to the song Verás, which I was introduced to in a live performance at the 1st Vancouver Mini Congress this fall. I don’t remember ever making it to the early parts of any dance congresses before. Yet, something that weekend compelled me show up early for a film being shown at the congress.