The adults are the lost children of life; helpless and confused, Strays are in the labyrinth of life.
Without a father, without a mother, No worries, no patronage.
Abandoned children of life.
Thousands of witches Growling behind the trees, in the scary forest.
Soon the great night will swallow them.
Adults are the lost children of life.
Helpless and confused are wrong In the labyrinth of their lives.
Without a mother, without a father, No worries, no patronage.
No mother, no mother.
There is no one to hold the little hand In the scary nights.
Returning nights, that are ongoing, that lasts Lost children of life.
Orphans of life, Just when you need them so much, mom and dad.
Mother…
Gabriel