This image was inspired on one of my favourite poems written by Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer...Spanish poet (1836-1870) Volverán las oscuras golondrinas Volverán las oscuras golondrinas en tu balcón sus nidos a colgar, y otra vez con el ala a sus cristales jugando llamarán; pero aquéllas que el vuelo refrenaban tu hermosura y mi dicha a contemplar, aquellas que aprendieron nuestros nombres... ésas... ¡no volverán! Volverán las tupidas madreselvas de tu jardín las tapias a escalar, y otra vez a la tarde, aun más hermosas, sus flores se abrirán; pero aquellas cuajadas de rocío, cuyas gotas mirábamos temblar y caer, como lágrimas de día... ésas... ¡no volverán! Volverán de amor en tus oidos las palabras ardientes a sonar; tu corazón, de su profundo sueño tal vez despertará; pero mudo y absorto y de rodillas, como se adora a Dios ante su altar, como yo te he querido... desengáñate: ¡así no te querrán! *********************************** The dark swallows will come back The dark swallows will come back again to build their nests on your balcony, and once more in their play they will knock on the balcony windows with their wings; but those ones who refrained their flight to see your beauty and my happiness, those ones who learnt our names... those... those will not come back again! The massed honeysuckles will come back again to climb up the walls of your garden, and at evening once again, even lovelier, their blossoms will open out; but those ones that were soaked in dew, whose drops we watched tremble and fall, like daytime tears... those... those will not come back again! The burning words of love will sound in your ears again; your heart will awaken, perhaps, from its heavy sleep; but mute and engrossed and kneeling, just as God is adored before his altar, the way I loved you... don't deceive yourself: you won't be loved like that again! *********************************