Whatever I have missed, whatever I have witnessed, whatever I have dreamt about, whatever I have felt, I come to you at this moment, I cling to you, I seize the thought of you, I drink every air about you, I embrace everything about you. You are the bottomless past which draws me and which makes me cry, with joy, or with heartache. You are my hope my shelter that gestures to me to come closer. To read your eyes, to follow your steps, to be drunk in the whiteness of your heart your blood. Sacred White. Los Blancos. Let's celebrate the day.

Porque nosotros somos los campeones.