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 in aqua blue across my bathroom, hallway and closet 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. I usually like to save my energy for hanging out with friends and then social dancing later. Yet, something that weekend compelled me to skip out on a good friend’s pre-party and show up early for a film being shown at the congress instead.