Happy birthday, child!

The breath of life
Can be found, fragile, in the dirty hands
Of a playing child.
My smile is just the boy who's sharing his toys...

I didn't knew anybody else,
Only my brothers with which I owned the day,
And it was my duty
To learn good, wrong or that life never goes along...

When I fell to the ground
I hurt, I cried, I got up again.
When my mother had no work for me
I just climb a chair and look at her

My contagious laugh
Was the song we all used to know
The small universe in the frontyards
Was the only place where I loved and I grew...

I was a child and life was beautiful,
No matter your origin, no matter your race
If we'd all be kids again
The whole Earth would be ... home!