He was alone, and always feared nothing to feel just sand and dust inside. He who never knew his past or anything of his existence, learned to live in solitude, calmly. Free of feelings and absent of grudges, he did't know love, or hate, which gave him a feeling of infinite emptiness. He was alone and always feared Nothing to feel just sand and dust inside. And then his mind blown up there were no screams, no fears and no pain Only tears rolled down his cheekbones, without understanding what his eyes saw. where nothing could feel He felt lust when he saw this beautiful creature who attracted him with her smile and her gaze. That made me feel free, her hands on me, That made me feel free her hands on me That made me feel free her hands on me. A Hug, I had never felt before the warmth of another living being I didn’t know it He was alone, and always feared Nothing to feel just sand and dust inside. He, who was feared and hated, persecuted and repudiated. Now, it can be valued, hugged and loved but also hated. He knew true love and he touched the sun he was born to be hated but he knew true love True love True love True love.