You have no right to die!
Yes, you are so weak
And gray-haired,
Yes, you who live in me,
You're afraid of your
Reflection in the mirror.
You have no right
To be discouraged!
Yes, you who moan sometimes,
Yes, you who,
Despite your wounds,
Try to get up.
You have no right to sleep!
Yes, you cover yourself
With a blanket,
Trying to hide unnoticed
From the whole world,
Locked in the house.
You have no right
To miss the dawn one morning
When you open the window.
You have no right...