At every new morning a voice whispers in my ear,
The same thin voice, fragile but clear,
'Be strong young one! wake up, do not fear,
Or if you want,
Since who am I to stop,
Do as you shall hear.'

But only if we were all,
as strong as she is.
And only if we could,
as much as she would.
Wouldn't we all have been a hundred times better?

For her family,
For the earth,
For you and me,
For all of...