"...SHE MAY BE THE BEAUTY OR THE BEAST
MAY BE THE FAMINE OR THE FEAST
MAY TURN EACH DAY INTO HEAVEN OR A HELL
SHE MAY BE THE MIRROR OF MY DREAM
A SMILE REFLECTED IN A STREAM
SHE MAY NOT BE WHAT

SHE MAY SEEM INSIDE HER SHELL..."

"SHE" - UN LUGAR LLAMADO NOTHING HILL