Him

The years when the child was filled of strengthen sensations passed by,
When he would sit on the riverside, motherly cared by the trees which did wrap him in their foliage

A lot of things happened so that he understood who he was and which man was asleep inside of him since ever

Many years passed by during which silence took place as an unseparable wall, all around him

No scream could get out from this hurricane which had been blowing inside of him for such a long time...

Cause him is me
Cause him is me
Cause him is me
Cause him is me