Marcos remembers his childhood in Gran Mexico. Sheila, who always smiled like the sun, is now gone. Marcos lets all of his rage explode against the terraformars, his eyes filled with tears of sorrow for his fallen friend.
I will sever the root of 
this sadness no matter what!
Ich werde die Wurzel dieses
Leids durchtrennen!
Acabaré con esta tristeza de 
raíz, cueste lo que cueste.
Acabaré con esta tristeza de 
raíz, cueste lo que cueste.
Vou arrancar essa tristeza pela raiz!