In those days, when everything seems so distant and unfriendly,
when sadness lead your way and you cannot raise your head,
I surrender myself to everything that is around me.
I become conscious of the ground I am standing on.
I see, I hear, I smell
And the smell of the rain within my hair, always take me
to those landscapes where I belong.
Those landscapes where rain and fire are dancing in the same place.
My soul travel there and I feel like a warrior,
And I remember, I am battling my war
and I need to survive.
And there, lost in those soldiers files,
I dream with the ones that I love the most,
And I celebrate because they inhabit my being like just one.