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“We are born while the planet spins The lungs open, the nose breathes We listen to the world with all its turmoil Eyelids rise and eyes shoot photos And we get out of the crib to sleep in the bed Our arms like branches grow As the leaves grow our hands grow As the days grow when you get up early The seconds, the minutes and the hours germinate Just as the days begin and finish The months disguise themselves according to the meridian Autumn, Winter, Spring, Summer And the path adjusts itself to our steps Just like water adapts itself to its glass Our heart acclimates itself to altitudes And we adapt ourselves to any adventure They can add hastefully, they can subtract calmly It doesn't matter, Mathematics have no soul Though we calculate everything and give it proper name Our spirit cannot be seen by microscopes No one can be intimidated, we are born brave Because to breathe is to risk This is the moment to grab the impulse Emotions are narrated by our pulse