A long time ago I thought I would never leave, and then I thought I would never come back. I didn't expect that I would return to Madrid in the end, but luckily you are still here, my golden sunshine. You are always so warm and energetic. Jose, may God bless you and stay away from sorrow and pain. You will always be a free and unrestrained golden wolf.
You can't see me, just pretend I don't exist, it's just a boring idea