All that exists is your walking, and your gaze, which lingers and slides, oblivious to beauty, to ugliness, to the familiar, the surprising, only ever retaining combinations of shapes and lights, which form and dissolve continuously,
Únicamente existe o teu camiñar, e a túa mirada, póusase y deslízase. ignorando o belo, o feo, o familiar, o sorprendente, sen reter... combinacións de formas e de luces que se fan e desfán, sen cesar, en todas partes, nos seus ollos, nos teitos, aos teus pés, no ceo,