𝐶𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑐𝑎í𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑎 f𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑠
𝑦 𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑜 𝑚𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑖ó𝑛 𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜,
𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠;
𝑐𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑜 𝑎 𝑚í 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑔𝑜 𝑚𝑖 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑜,
𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑜𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑚á𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑜𝑠 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑧𝑎;
𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑠, 𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑟𝑢𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑔𝑜𝑠;
𝑐𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑜 𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑞𝑢é𝑙, 𝑦 𝑒𝑙 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑡𝑟𝑜,
𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑚á𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑎.
𝑌 𝑐𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑖 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑜,
𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜, 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑖, 𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑎,
𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑙𝑎 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑑í𝑎,
𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟í𝑎 𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑎 𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑜.
𝑃𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢 𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑧𝑎𝑠,
𝑦 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑠𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑎𝑟í𝑎 𝑚𝑖 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑦.