The sky was open, solemn and bright. My intriguing mind wondering what would happen next. My Life, elements of so many hard times and frustrations Charging my Soul, crushing me sometimes In a silent root, played with invisible hands.
I guess the World is a strange place, For each one of us, a different meaning. We fall like the rain, each drop from the sky We stay here, we grow, we laugh, we cry
Then one day, we return We go perhaps to the same place A place we call Home, near the stars...
In this moment it´s raining as when I born After a moment of Pain and Joy I wish this brings a beautiful journey In this great Universe.