Warrior I wanted to be,
battle marks on my cheeks I painted,
and between teardrops I observed,
the steps of the war I started.
From fighting my instinct I freed,
my forgiveness I embraced,
and with a value I never imagined before,
about the language of the heart, so I meditated.
With fire I struggled,
life I conquered,
with soul I reflected,
and in the night I dreamt.
