(Peron:)

Your little body's slowly breaking down

You're losing speed, you're losing strength, not style

That goes on flourishing forever

But your eyes, your smile

Do not have the sparkle of your fantastic past

If you climb one more mountain it could be your last



(Eva:)

I'm not that ill, bad moments come but they go

Some days are fine, some a little bit harder

But that doesn't mean we should give up our dream

Have you ever seen me defeated?

Don't you forget what I've been through and yet

I'm still standing



(Peron:)

Eva, you are dying



(Eva:)

So what happens now?

Where am I going to?



(Peron:)

Don't ask anymore