Someone gave you your own life
fruit of a painful love.
Someone gave you your own name
and marked your path.
He gave you the white milk of the moon
taken from a satin nipple.
You...and who are you
if Mother Earth did not exist
You...who are you.
Someone traced your path
br/>inside the jungle,
he gave everything to you without anything in return.
Someone kissed your forehead with a fresh mouth
and every night he put an angel in your room.
You...and who are you
if Mother Earth did not exist
You...and who are you.
Mother Earth, more lies than truth
it is only an idea from my mind
a memory to forget.