Por este poema decidí titular así al diario, ya que en él hay dos preguntas que me he dirigido a mí misma mil veces y que aún no he logrado borrar:

Who my father was, what country I'm from,
In vain the people ask me.
The first never existed and my home...
The earth that gives me fruits and flowers.

Wherever destiny leads me,
I find a smile, I find a love.
Why should I worry about thoughts of the past
When the hours of the present are glad to my heart?

It's true that tomorrow could cast a turbid veil over
The serene breezes waiting for me.
But if today, my skies are all blue,
Why should I worry about things that may not happen?

(I am a plant, never frozen or bare,
Thar defies even the harshest winter.
If a leaf falls here, another will grow in it's place.
In every season I am full of flowers!)

-The gypsy, S.M. Maggioni, encontrado en Masters and everyone de Bonnie 'Prince' Billy (uno de los hombrecillos cuyas canciones más me emocionan)