She smiles 
	When she puts the pencil down 
	From her hand
	For the last time 
	She closes her diary 
	And says a prayer by the bed

	Raising her head to the wind 
	She lets the rain wash her face 
	And take away the tears
	Doesn’t feel any pain 
	She does not hate anymore 

	She becomes one…with the wind that carries her

	As far as she remembers 
	There’s something that’s always wrong 
	Something should not be 
	Something cruel in His eyes 

	Questions 
	No one dares to ask 
	The Father 
	With the Sign of the Cross 
	She is the one who pays for his sins 
	When she

	Raises her voice to the wind 
	“Thy will be done, 
	Here on Earth and in Heavens”
	She doesn’t feel any pain 
	She does not hate anymore 
	And becomes one

	When she raises her voice to the wind 
	“Thy will be done, 
	Here on Earth and in Heavens”
	She doesn’t feel any fear 
	When stepping down from the cliff 
	And becomes one…