I given to you my light, I gave you my power,
Take advantage of my gifts, I am here for your comfort,
I can grow your trees, generate your tides,
To guarantee you food, I expecting nothing from you,

Not even gratitude
For all these centuries, when I could watching you,
I begin to doubt... have you really understood?
Why all these gifts? All that present?
If I can’t tolerate something…
All That Waste