¡Oh, cielos!

Oh jesus! it is a celestial journey from poem to poem. The sun rises and the stage lights up. Let's rain with the clouds, we peek out after the storm with the rainbow, rest in mist on the hills. Meanwhile, in the sky, planes and mischievous birds flutter. When the sun goes down and night falls, the scenery changes, but the wonder continues. The stars wink at each other and dance across the Milky Way. The moon insists on being exact as a clock and a shooting star returns to cross the sky too fast for us to have time to make a wish. No matter: the sun is about to return. The world prepares to receive it and that the function begins again.