La columna Rota

Frida,
Escribo desde mi cama, desde donde segurito tu pintabas. Me ponen una mesita, donde segurito a ti te ponían tu armatoste para pintar...


"Pa' que quiero las piernas, si tengo alas pa' volar"

Now I know what it is to have this fucking nails in..


Frida, I write from whence you painted...
They have a table for me, for you it was frame gadget. Did Diego built it for you?

"What do I want legs for, if I have wings so I can fly..."