On the eve to your death br I saw the iroko trees br Releasing their leaves br Sending them in angry reeds, br The sun and the moon begins a struggle br They struggle for whom to occupy the little space br Left in your sanity br It looks like the unwanted eclipse br Though it was the force of a luminous flame br Instigating his rays. br I heard an unborn baby br Crying in his mothers womb br Shedding the tears of pains br Because it knows tomorrow is a bad day. br The ocean waves lingers in pains, br Chasing the comfort in it br And bringing the air that will force you insane.