Gredos

The peacefulness is absolute. The silence invades the place, the whole village, only broken by the soft buzz of the insects and the babbling of a brook nearby.

Here, time seems to stop and stretch on. And what it actually is just a weekend, is transformed into eternity.

The mountains in the distance are the same as always, as if time hasn’t passed from my childhood. What stories would they have seen. What do they have still to see.

Gredos

Gredos

 La quietud es absoluta. El silencio inunda el lugar, todo el pueblo, roto tan sólo por el suave zumbido de los insectos y el murmullo de un arroyo cercano.

Aquí, el tiempo parece deternerse y alargarse. Y lo que en realidad es un fin de semana, se transforma en eternidad.

Las montañas en la lejanía son las mismas de siempre, como si el tiempo no hubiera pasado desde mi niñez. Qué no habrán visto estos parajes. Qué les quedará por ver.

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