لازلنا أطفالاً لم نكبر بعد
كاذبة هي أجسادنا وتواريخ ميلادنا كاذبة هي ملامحنا وأثواب أحلامنا لم نكبر بعد لازلنا بذاك الضعف، ذاك الإحتياج والإتكاء على كتف ما والبكاء...
We are still children, we haven't grown up yet. Our bodies and dates of birth are false. Our features and the clothes of our dreams are false. We haven't grown up yet. We are still that weak, that need, that need to lean on someone's shoulder and cry.