The landscape that offers us!...The hole and
the gold,
The two like a ring;
The reaching turquoise
king the desired and his crown,
The sword, straight in
the hand
With eyes is already weakened
But with the nice monster
surrendered to his feet
Everything in a striking
cloud of dream!
As it was the thing
that...
A cloud of gold had a gap
By which went in a king
without crown
Which dressed a turquoise striking.
In the right hand a sword
carried
And rode on of a nice
dragon.
The ring in the thumb
carried the king.
A world of dreams done
reality!
The monster, true is that it was subjected
does time,
And now that...The king
without crown....
It goes in in the cloud,
to the trot!
Anchored in the haunches
of the dragon.
The hope of the king,
then , for finding the crown,
For finding it inside a cloud; his projects
Of so many years projected in a dream of
cotton.
The turquoise represents his weakness by the
clouds,.
The cloud is his realm...
An illusion to want to live of the dream.
That own fragility of some minerals,
Of the kings without
crown...
The dragon represents to
the word subjected,
The ring like a black
hole
And the sword we allready
know well.
