She smiles When she puts the pencil down From her hand For the last time She closes her diary And says a prayer by the bed Raising her head to the wind She lets the rain wash her face And take away the tears Doesn't feel any pain She does not hate anymore She becomes one... with the wind that carries her As far as she remembers There's something that's always wrong Something should not be Something cruel in His eyes Questions No one dares to ask The Father With the Sign of the Cross She is the one who pays for his sins When she Raises her voice to the wind "Thy will be done, Here on Earth and in Heavens" She doesn't feel any pain She does not hate anymore And becomes one When she raises her voice to the wind "Thy will be done, Here on Earth and in Heavens" She doesn't feel any fear When stepping down from the cliff And becomes one...