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.