Dance

"Bless the day I made a wrong choice

Bless mess ups, bless them all

And give me the sentence that I deserve

And the gift of memory

Grant me my dreams whenever you might 

And give me the privilege of a fight 

And give me the wounds that I earned

And let me keep the scars

So we dance, dance, dance

This life away...." 

(Fragmento de Dance, dance, dance, de Marlango. Porque en algún momento habrá que celebrar cada mal paso y tropiezo, con la convicción de que solo así se aprende a bailar)