OFELIA

this is ofelia,

she dreams on the lake

she would see a light

but,

her soul

broached her desire

HARPY CELENO

she can to fly on the morning,

together the moon

and the sun,

she goes

bewitched all the stars

...is a

wishes...........

silent..............

blinded for the pasion,

in the nigh

tcall her

CELENO

GHOST

she seemed a ghost

a last soul

in the half night,

alone...........

she was crying

her great sorrow