La nube se acerc. Yo estaba muerto de miedo. Entonces ella me agarr y me puso encima de su cabeza. Un viaje en nube es una historia llena de emocin. Un cuento con aroma a tierra mojada. Por qu la gente cree que la lluvia trae el mal tiempo? Nunca os sents hechizados por el perfume de la lluvia al caer sobre la hierba? Por el ruido que produce batiendo por todas partes? El mismo ruido que os hace compaa durante la noche y gracias al cual, cuando slo erais nios, tenas menos miedo a la oscuridad.

The cloud got closer, I was scared to death. Then she grabbed me and put me on top of her head. A journey on a cloud is a story full of emotion. A story with the smell of wet earth. Why do people believe that rain is bad weather? Do you never feel enchanted by the perfume of rain falling on the grass? Because of the noise produced that beats everywhere? The same noise that keeps you company during the night and thanks to which, when you were only children, had you less afraid of the dark.