1. Remember, my child, your divine parents Clasped you in their arms, not too long ago. Today you are here, beautifully present, Your gaze still shines, reflecting the heavens. Speak to me, my child, of those blessed places, Because for you, the veil is thin.
2. Remember, my child, the forests and cities. Can we even imagine them here? The sky as evening comes, is it pink or gray? Does the sun yield for snow or the rain? Tell me, my child, the color of the meadows, And the song of the birds in that forgotten world.
3. Remember, my child, at the dawn of time, We were friends, playing in the wind. Then one day, with joy we chose To accept from the Lord the great plan of life. That night, my child, a promise we made: By love, and by faith, to be united again.