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.
Hey, we should at least say goodbye...
Hey, wir sollten uns
wenigstens verabschieden …
Oye, por lo menos deberíamos despedirnos...
Oye, por lo menos deberíamos despedirnos...
Dis,
Ei, a gente devia pelo menos se despedir...