"Two little princes... They lived in a palace of gold. They died... And were buried together deep in the earth. One of them went into the water, the other into the fire."
"The twins of the constellations... They never knew each other. Fire and molten iron... Decided the fate of the beggar and the king. One of them died in front of the pistol, the other died behind the pistol."
"The beautiful girl named Veronica... She holds the key to destiny..."
If it were in a wheat field made of pure gold...
If "you" meets "me"...
Intention: