Theo
André Fortunato
Theo
How am I going to talk about someone who hasn't even been born yet and I already love?
A little piece of me and her that she holds so dearly
On the black screen I see a little finger quickly going to the mouth
And a hiccup forms a beat to generate a song
A heart beating very fast to say 'I am alive'
A strong kick to say your good morning, good afternoon, how are you? All good?
I imagine in here you laughing at the silly things we do
And inside your heart the desire to come out
To laugh with us, sing a song
Make my world more beautiful
Leave the dirty diaper and dream in the moonlight
To be everything you wish to be
My son
My theo
Our boy
A gift
That came from heaven