The stars the moon the slave

Go around in this scorching patch of land

In an incessant dance

And scream words addressed

To God Universe

To end the hate among the peoples

The flame of a candle goes out

After a light wind

Brushes the skin of the slave

The slave

The stone

The dance

And they begin to count 

the infinite years of the moon 

And then in front of me the rubble of this war

And the bodies of the dead soldiers 

And then his hands left intact 

by the bombs

That made his body rubble among the rubbles 

I’ll forgive you

I’ll forgive you 

The voice of the woman screams

And she grabs a stone and starts to count 

The few days he has lived 

The stars the moon the slave

Go around this mound of earth

Where he is buried

And scream their pray to God Universe

To end the hate among peoples