E para-se tudo...
Apenas para registrar, com grande pesar...
Ah, meu irmão... Eu te amo! Vai com Deus e que São Jorge te guie pelo caminho dos céus...
Você fará muita falta, seu humor fará muita falta, seu estilo de levar a vida fará muita falta...
Mas Deus quis assim... E eu O entendo...
O difícil vai ser quando eu precisar de umas dicas sobre carros...
O foda vai ser quando tiver jogo do Flu... Pra quem eu vou ligar depois pra criticar ou comemorar?
A merda vai ser quando eu precisar jogar conversa fora com alguem que eu sei que NUNCA me desejaria o mal... Alguem que era da minha família...
Ahhh, Bruno... Porra brother... Vou sentir muitas saudades!
Ao menos eu sei que vc ta ao lado de papai... Que você tá ae, finalmente, matando as saudades dele!
Aproveite e prepare o terreno, pq todos nós vamos nos reunir novamente!
TE AMO!!!
Se der, veja ae junto com papai e venha fazer uma visita...
"Oooohhh Botinelli!!!"
So... Have you finally understood?
I was afraid, though...
I was afraid that you couldn't handle this...
I was afraid that you could really fuck this shit up...
But no... You've showed me... You showed me that you're truly improving...
I've been watchin' you closely and carefully...
And you, in a so long time, are not dissapointing me...
That's right, kiddo... Keep the good work..
Finally what we were looking for Is more close than we ever thought...
As you could see, EVERYONE is disposable...
You understand the meaning, don't ya? I bet you do...
Step by step, my child...
AND ONE DAY...
ONE FUCKIN' GOOD DAY...
WE'LL FINALLY BECOME ONE!
CRUDE AND PURE!
BE FUCKIN' AWARE, Y'ALL!!!
Keep It Real, Motherfuckers!
Well... Here I am... No, forget about those two morons... I'm here to blow your mind, yeah, that's It!
First, let me introduce myself to you:
I'm Mr. Riddle.
The metaphors are my meals, I drink too much assumptions, the mystery is my home...
I'll gently ask to you: Do (not) try to figure me out! I guess you'll like It... Or not...
I like to play with facts, I jump into the memories, I twist them out and blow then back at you totally different...
Well, I guess this Is the beginning of a woooooonderful relationship...
* Be aware, NOTHING Is what It looks like! Remember this golden rule! *
Figure It Out...
"Everytime I pass near your home I catch myself looking behind... Trying to find you at your window... Trying to see anything that could trigger some memory, some reminiscence (As If I needed It)... And everytime I feel defeated, I get mad at myself... "
- Metaphorically speaking...?
Riddles, Wonders, No answers...
Mr. Riddle...
(Or not... Figure me out...)