My fingers touch your lips

You tried to crack a smile

But it was a spasm

These are things that will bring you down

More and more

I suddenly saw

Ocre lost your warmth, lost your arms

Grew from a kid to a man

In a life that I couldn't face alone

First a mother, then a ghost

I lost the shelter and the host

Scraping, suffering, scratching and beating

Scrang I was on the threshold of a new life

I felt the energy and grew my aura

I assent to my completion