The Gram sir, polygonal father firefly stand in Cibatus ... thread and thread form light.
In the year 1300 miliérnaga great night, the Lucibatus provoke a detritment an organ He fell back to Cibatus And her delicate body broke into two parts...
In the center was in "A"; Her two columns Stumble down at the head of Mr. Gram.
He in the compartment, The pulverized seeds scraped Galloping ice that undermined the Cibatus The year in 1200, Oh syllogism much light! You coordinate the central hole Cibatus basket; gramineous navel dim oracle Coming through the middle, Dodona River as light.
In the center of barley, Mr. Gram healed their wounds; Fecracia corpuscles, Major organ Susea ... that ruled with all his power by blizzards.
"Not Cibatus or broken, traditional custom was broken by wind and not by Light gram "
In the dark night of San Corinth, It fell night where Mr. Gram asleep ... happy told the fierfly your damage would not alter its sun.
Toward the end of the day, He said his greatest roar... Their wings hawked loose Cibatus noise pain!
Lat night came, and invisible, transparent body wanted spring, Love this protozoan Cibatus alone.
Farewell said fierfly in 1300, when it fell by the protozoan crag ... Signs metal birds They said ...; Aaaah ..! and noise Gram God, They said! Aaaaah ... Aaah ...!
Nor no hugs or charity, the rough particle spring circle flierfly donated the organ ... Limestone Road He loved the feet of ash, white bodies laughed and they transmuted his absent body.
Flierfly he opened his eyes... Cibatus looked at his winged whistling song: " Fly Fierfly, stretch your threads; Mr. Whiskers love Gram ... buried next to the root of Cibatus "
Farewell Thousand Three Hundred ... !
JOSÉ LUIS CARREÑO TRONCOSO