— No sois los primeros pitufos en intentar llevarme de vuelta a la aldea, papi. — ¡Los cráneos, Papá Pitufo! — Lo sé, Filósofo... no perdáis el pitufo.
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again
because a vision softly creeping
left its seeds while I was sleeping,
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains
within the sound of silence.