It was the Moroccan spring and the air was discernibly filled with high expectations and, sometimes, extravagant hopes, in a country that has experienced decades of a dreadful dictatorship: namely the Years of Lead.
Era la primavera marroquí y el aire estaba perceptiblemente lleno de altas expectativas y, a veces, extravagantes esperanzas, en un país que ha experimentado décadas de una terrible dictadura: a saber, los Años de Plomo.