Cuando Calienta el Sol

I'm listening to this Spanish guitar music. The Gimagua twin are singing in the background.
How can they make such a beautiful music like this.

I was in the subway station Roosevelt Avenue. Just got out from the express F line, sleepy, cause I always fall asleep in that rocking motion. I waited for the local service R or V to pass by. Then I heard the music. I knew there were always some musicians performing underground.

I was in a bit of a rush. I wanted to know who were the performers. Debating to go upstairs for a little peek or just stayed there not wanting to miss the next local train. My heart was calling me. I had to look.

I took my steps to the upper platform. I saw two Spanish guys dressed in black playing guitars surrounded by crowd. I stood there. Mesmerized. My heart ache. Sad? Maybe more sentimental than sad. I fought back the wave of emotion that seemed to get stuck in my throat.

Now. I'm listening to the song again. In my room.