The mind :
- Mmmm... Mmmm...
(A strange voice is heard in the distance, he is calling me )
A voice in the distance :
- Wake up, my child! It's time for you to wake up.
The mind :
- Who am I? What am I? Why can't I move?
A voice in the distance :
" Wake up, my child.
The mind :
- And how do I do it? I can't move! ...
And what is it? I feel cold and warm, what's wrong with me? Where am I?
( Voices are heard nearby )
Voices :
"There's your boy, dear...
- How beautiful he is!
( They all said in chorus )
The mind :
- Have I just been born or what? Where am I? Why?
An Old Woman :
- Here, hold your baby's mom, you look like you.
The mind :
- I can't open my eyes, but I feel so warm and pleasant. I feel something soft next to my lips.
( Sounds of falling drops of tears can be heard nearby )
Mother :
- Well, whimper... *Khsh* you made my mother suffer, my miracle *hshh*...
( Tears were dripping on the rag of the wrapped child's clothes )
An Old Woman :
- Are you crying, honey?! Give him a name, the name of a worthy warrior, the father of the child, the heir, and the leader of the tribe.
Mother :
- His name is Er ' Garos !!!
Voices from afar :
" Er ' Garos !!! Er ' Garos !!! Er ' Garos!!! ....
(After shouting his name at the top of her voice, Mom lowered her hands, gradually and slowly.)
An Old Woman :
- She left this world, giving birth to her son. Take him and take him to his Father.