I dreamed of the river floating over my body .. I gathered the city with its helmets .. above my head, and I was sleeping after the guards, I fought a thousand shadow on my own .. and I came out victorious, with a single arm, and a thousand lettering of the science of arrival .. accusing me of all of I fired bullets .. on the wrong side. Whoever gives me a name until I stand .. in front of God, the streets and tears of children .. I do not feel that I am melting? It comes .. I will lose my heart, before touching my fingers!