"Es el amor. Tendr ?que ocultarme o huir. Crecen los muros de su cr?cel, como en un sueno atroz. La hermosa mascara ha cambiado, pero como siempre es la n?ica.""It's love, I'll have to hide or flee, the walls of his prison grow, like in an atrocious dream, the beautiful mask has changed, but as always it's the only one."