A while ago a friend recommended a great movie called Hable Con Ella or Talk to Her. Check it out if you haven't seen it...here's the synopsis from Imdb:
"Marco, a journalist grieving for a love affair that ended ten years' ago, falls in love with Lydia, a bullfighter also on the rebound. Benigno, a nurse, dedicates his life to his only patient, a young dancer in a coma as a result of an accident four years' before; he talks to her, reads to her, holds photographs in front of her closed eyes. When Lydia is brought comatose to the hospital where Benigno works, he and Marco become friendly, and the nurse encourages the journalist to talk to her and hope for a miracle. Marco is Sancho to Benigno's Quixote, and as Benigno's hopes for his patient become fantasies, Marco tries to inject reality. Does a miracle await?"
As I sit here doing homework, I keep listening to a song from that movie by Caetano Veloso called Cucurrucucu Paloma. It's one of those melancholy lovely songs that like poems by Pablo Neruda, makes me wish I was fluent in Spanish. Enjoy the excerpt of the song from the movie: