As a lost but now found
I was downstairs
You took me upstair
not to make me a millionaire
not to become an extraordinaire
Every memory of your being wakes up
Each of your envoys came to pick me up
purifying the bad what is not mine
your light touched to my eyes
opening my shut-eyes
You called me come to life
For you want each of us to be oneself
You gained me to recover my real self
As you son who was getting away
As you beloved seen far away