Back where I came from

Can I get 

a mother on rent

My real mother is too old

to listen to my pains

With whom I can play

With whom I can cry

Who takes me as I am

Doesn't ask why

In whose lap I can hide

In whose lap I can die

Heat

I want you in my arms

nothing between us

keep you warm

Eternal

The rose petal shrinks

A cloud passes by

It’s alright. 

It will bloom again

The sun still shines 

I am the sun