Navaja de Occam. Argumento consistente

Go blue as it is giving it self, in the dawn of troubled sense torture it is strange sun on my head the shine of its dirty stain red and green creature that strikes the dancers to the pangs and  the permanent shade of colours that still asking with knowledgemendt about this river  

Azul es el amanecer de turbio sentido Sol extraño…radiante Criatura verde y rojiza que tropieza con los danzantes Hacia los fondos y la permanencia Matices que interrogan ahora Conocedores de este río.