The air whips about, but not exactly when you want it to. You have to let your hair loose, let it take on a life of its own, and let it do its thing. This is its moment of glory. Rapunzel gets ready. She leans forward—her hair pooling on the floor in front of her—and then forcefully tosses it back. She doesn't forget that, along with the hair, she needs to strike a pose; she lifts one leg and relaxes her face and hands. It’s perfect!
El aire bate, pero no cuando quieres. Hay que soltar el pelo, dejarlo cargar su voluntad propia y dejarlo hacer. Este es su momento de gloria. Rapunzel se prepara. Se inclina hacia adelante con toda su cabellera que topa el piso por delante y los lanza hacia atrás con fuerza. Ella no olvida que además del pelo debe posar, levanta una pierna y relaja el rostro y las manos. Ha quedado perfecto!
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