All suspicions they surround me they approach they squeeze me and penetrate me in his attempt to hold me in the mystery; now i'm a word golden on the outside and surreptitious inside than nothing end to end like in a fish tank under the skin of this universe that seeks to explode like a howl of fog in the absence of another. In the little circle of my life enter several parallel worlds, and many pains. My soul washes itself every night my spirit mutates into dark elusive beings, my absorbed heart looks out the window. I already lived the dreamed encounter with the muses, I already found the tip of the ball on the planet Bewilderment, let's start again ... Broken nest, dishes thrown into infinity; the drunkard shattered all dreams, the mother crying at dawn that is not over yet, It never ends...