It begins transforming

The animal wants to negotiate with the lights

Its thoughts are gigantic plants

They blow up crystal castles to dance on the shards and they,

They lead a silent conversation

Time is their ghost and the world is their vessel

Their encounter is a dance

Of asymmetrically folded elegance

They have many forms

Born a million times and died a million times

They were crowned, they were hanged

They were blown up by themselves into a thousand pieces, they,

They are crying will

They are a resting cyclone, they are silence screaming over everything

The two conceived me

I have measured places

I have drunk tears, I have eaten words

I am a lying proof

I am the triangle, the square, the circle

I change every hour, but I stayed the same all the time

The universe wrote poems into my flesh

I draw sound, I, I count sand

I am a meteor that invented your soul

I crash into myself and empty my core

I break down into myself and birth a dancing star

Ah, na na na na na na na

Ah, na na na na na na na

It happens in a city in which there is a house in which there is a room in which there sits a boy, that holds a circle in his hand, in its centre a pyramid rotates, which encloses an eye, in whose iris a sun floats, that is encircled by a planet, on which there is a country that has a city in which there is a house in which there is a room in which there sits a boy, that holds a circle in his hand, in its centre a pyramid rotates, which encloses an eye, in whose iris a sun floats, that is encircled by a planet, on which there is a country that has a city... (etc)