...and I'm still here
From you my beautiful son Daniel Rúbio (Iel), my angel from heaven
I have many beautiful stories to tell that are forever engraved in my heart
Having you was a great victory, an endless joy
Take you to school, host birthday parties
Invite friends to parties, make me happy with your jokes and your 10's! Oh how that made me proud
You were always smart and happy.
No wonder you were always very dear to your friends.
And it was also no accident that your keyboard teacher after two weeks of lessons told me you were a monster on the piano
I miss the piano that remains silent here
We'll never learn to play like you
Sometimes I hear you playing in my mind or I put your recordings to listen
There are old songs, classics, Ave Maria de Gounot, what a wonderful world, aquarela, jazz... Oh how I miss it!
In the United States, the highlight was the trumpet in the Urbana Middle School band
And more amazing grades!
Medals in the NYSP, goals in the junior official team And the crowd screamed: Iel...
Me, your father, your brothers and friends always in the crowd Vai Iel!!!
On your return to Brazil you were already quite big after 4 years
You became a beautiful boy who always gave me lots of kisses and hugs...
We miss you so much here Iel
But your story is written forever in the book kept inside my heart
It has a beginning, middle and an end here on earth
but it continues in the sky since from here I see you as a star
The truth is that you are an angel from heaven interceding with the Father for us.
