White Bandana and wine, night and days are complemented, like two lovers, hate and love, night and day, evil and good, the circumstances of life and the doubts that we have no answers, all this oldness molding with pain, inside the mind, alone forever, just living waiting for death in a happy and contented way, as in the cemetery, an appearance of death and pleasure, corpses underground, those tombs with concrete angels, the names of deceased relatives , the hidden smell of the doll, and no one understands the harmony between us, but I don't need to explain, one day you will understand, white bandana and wine