Bo Ya [English translation]

Sometimes I like to complain a bit, I like

To frustrate someone

To contort[2] myself in front of people, I like

To bite my nails, I like

To kick a rock onto the road,

To have a coffee with a stranger, I like

Because I, because I, because I don't cry for just any reason, I, because I...

If I feel a storm in the air

I don't get worried

Before the first drop falls

I'll get under an umbrella

What miraculous ways there are

I don't know if you know

To turn a storm into a small

Passing drizzle, passing drizzle[3]

Because I, because I, because I don't cry for just any reason, I, because I

• Artist:Goya