Last day I said goodbye of the Argentine architect of public works and his(its) of Bogotá wife, of planeación*. Also I said goodbye of the people of the house where it(he,she) was renting the quarter(room). I divided with the tapioca, a few(some) Inírida's flowers badly harvested and the suitcases of my clothes, which already were becoming unbalanced me. I said goodbye of Cecilia, who had decided to remain. He(she) asked me to excuse the bad thing to him(her) and I answered him(her) that he(she) should excuse me for making her alone with so much work. I excused her, she(it) not. To his(its,her) eyes my lacking very grave age.
In the way to the airport we meet(met) the deputy for Barrancominas, in his(its) cart dark coffee. I asked him(her) to remove to the airport but he(she) said to me that not. All the employees of the entities of the condition(state) were going to meet the governor and it(he) could not lack. Cecilia went away with it(him) and I followed(continued) my way. I loaded with everything up to the street in the middle of the fiscal houses of health and the hospital. There the bag(stock exchange) where it(he,she) was taking the tapioca broke and i almost got a hernia loading three suitcases messed up with only two hands. Since I could, I came to the route to the airport and sat down to waiting for the minibus.
It was an irony. I joust when it was deciding to go away, they were beginning the holidays(parties) of the Matro in the communities and the governor was managing to do an urgent meeting with all the civil servants. What age what was going to happen(pass) in Inírida? Only a thing knew and was that, it was what was, I was going to get lost it. The minibus happened(passed) and took me in the middle of distrustful looks. I should have looked like a madman, with all these suitcases becoming unbalanced in my hands. In the airport I stooped since I could and met Lizarazu, an employee of the UDECO. Me he(she) warned that the tickets sent from Bogota already had left evil stopped to most of one. " He(she) has not unfounded hopes very much in spite of travelling " he(she) said to me.
Anyhow, I did tail in window and, for my happiness, mine yes had come. To my backs a lady offered me a branch of 15 Iníridas, arranged and newly harvested. Those who I was taking were singed, way you rotate and in a plastic bag. The price was favorable, but I was encañengado* with so much(much,many) package. I walked and walked while the plane was coming; I thought it better and bought him(her) the flowers. Later, in Bogota, one would see the hard ones and you mature them to load four things with only two hands. But on having come to house he(she,I) would conclude that the effort cost(was worth) a sorrow(sentence).
There, in the airport acquaintances' world was joined, some were travelling, others were coming to receive. I joust when I was going to the plane there was coming the costeño, Manuel Consuegra. It(he,she) was doing small it they had promoted chief of planeación*. They gave to him(her) the news of the meeting and it took her(it) as the bad one. " I relate, it smell me to more work " it(he,she) exclaimed. Lizarazu took it quickly to Inírida, since the governor needed it urgently.
I Saw since my suitcases were loaded between(among) many(many people), with worry. They would go in the compartment of load and only it(he,she) knew if they would come usables to his(its) destiny. I did the tail to raise Satena's small jet, in the middle of the asphalt of the track, as all. I threw(added) a last look to the Sun and the clouds in the sky and rose.
It(he,she) Was Taking certain sadness in the heart. The first inhabitants of The Liberators that I told them that was going away, did not like the idea. To Josefina neither. For them it(he,she) was not but another manifestation of the breach of the net with his(its,her) commitments. Later they would take the things with resignation.
The people of Inírida do not like that the people go away. They ask one " why it(he,she) goes away? What was what he(she) did not like? " . Others say " they all say that they go away, but to the final they return and they remain ". They all coincide with that is a land very pleasant. Some of them asked me to remain, that I was a good people, which did not have complaint of me. I said to them that it(he,she,I) would return when he was a professional and had the sufficient money it to do, that it(he,she) knew that was going to return, but not when. Manuel, the costeño of planeación, asked me to remain and to take charge of the office of the SISBEN, contracted, as one of them of planeación. I refused. I insisted that it(he,she,I) would return, but as a professional. The delegate of the net also asked me to remain, but later he(she) accepted mine as a personal decision. The morning of this day it(he,she) had transmitted the program of promotion of the net, where one was speaking in tucano, in puinave and curripaco. In the same program it(he,she) had expressed(emitted) the last success of the group Niche, because it(he,she) was that the people more were asking. It(he,she) did not have anything that to see with me, but in the plane, inside me was feeling as if the whole Guainía was devoting myself it.
Drops of rain, it is not the dew Tears that come from the heartDrops of rain, it is not the dew Tears that appear because already there is no loveYou Could have said to me that not
That you were not feeling anything of meThat the ours thing was never anything specialThe life changes and any endAn adventure I was for you
And easily between(among) your nets I fell A bitter drink that of ypu I receivedNow I do not know do not know that it(he,she) will be of meDrops of rain...
It(he,she) Wanted to be able, know why it(he,she) escaped
Of my arms all the happiness To any machine running it(he,she) flew It(he,she) did not leave fingerprint, was eliminatedIt(he,she) did not matter for him(her) that I was feeling dread
Of meeting like that crying of love And for his(its) mind I think that it(he,she) did not happen(pass)That for his(its) fault(sin) I was feeling painDrops of rain...
Blue Summer that warmed me
Gray autumn that with the cold cameLittle by little
I was remaining without breathing Without an explanationVery much(much,a lot of,many,great) I wanted you maybe
I still had the world upside-down Already I do not want to live Without ypu in order that to existBlue summer that warmed me
Gray autumn that with the cold cameGive Me the value
That I want to know the formOf forgetting your loveDrops, drops, drops
It was not the dew It was a disappointment