Cantar De Procella

I'm out, don't know where but the weather's nice and there are lots of colours around me. Joyful atmosphere, people laughing. You're there too, and you're with me. Not next to me, always a little behind me. I go to a table with friends, people welcome me with smiles and warm gestures, they compliment me on my looks. A man I don't know seems impressed and tries to talk to me, another one comes to take my order, a cocktail as always, and asks me if I've weighed myself lately cause apparently I've lost a lot of weight. I smile at him, and you're there, you're right there, at the table, sitting just a little further from me. You're quiet, you just sit there, saying nothing, simply present.