Ad Astra from the dead child scream

Dream. Sleep. Resist, Oh, find a meaning
Son, her Child, can´t die
And why she´s blooding life?
Touching her belly, huging a pillow
That Baby´s shout resounds in her head
And she stands up, crying, She is thirsty again
Sewing pain with her hands,
We´re void with bad lines
Drinking milk, leaned on hard table
Lie for me, tell me I am with youShout in pain, waiting a born babyMany dreams, she said: I am waiting you
Her baby sleep, can you believe
It´s a answer?
And she will swimm
in memories
That she won´t live...
CHORUS: Only a child rest in her mind
Blowing on water´s womb
It´s nothing to do, Mother
Wake up, dear mother
When another mountain
Erase thes days full of pain
You will eat for two, it´s a dream it´s a sin
Oh Slow dawn, poor mother, and cry over (you) fields