In the tumult of the storms, at the height of the heavens, the bird of the storm rushes
on time , laughing at this legend, in the heart of the storm , happy and singing, who is afraid of life, who will be afraid of the sky,
no fear of the storm, no fear of the rain , proud and happy , sigh on the sea of feathers , broken in the wave of water, sigh, frightened birds, sitting on the whirlpool like the bird of the storm, when I am afraid of my life at the height of my suffering, I am smiling.I am happy and reckless in the hands of sorrows, like a stone in my life , every moment I am in despair, I am happy for a lifetime.
