There's nothing left, There's nothing right, There's nothing wrong, I'm one, I'm two, I'm all yet none of you, The truth the lie the tear the laughter the hand and the empty touch, Here I am alone waiting for the curtain call...BAILO EN ESTE LIENZO DE DOLOR, SONAMBULO SIN MAPA NI BRUJULA, LA DULCE LOCURA ES MI REFUGIO, NAZCO DE LA SOMBRA DEL PAYASO.