I know how life is
Life is like Gods experiment
We grow and we die
He sees what life is like
My soul grows old till I grow wings
We die, we are in the fluffy white Clouds
We are in the blue sky
I build my grave near the river of Ponce
I look above and see the angels above me
I hear the singing when I fly and get closer and closer
To the light
My time is gone, I am done
Being Gods experiment
Now I know what life is like
My soul is old till I have wings.
