Its Snowing.

Now its snowing de rili tru.
Walking from school
Looking the snow falling.
Listening at Guille Milkyway, La casa azul and his La Revolucion Sexual (The sexual revolution).
The snow in my face, in my hair, in my jacket. Getting wet.
The trees now with no leafs.
The cloudy sky over, and the green wet grass under me.
The moment was magically PERFECT.