My parents raised me and my siblings in an armor of advice, an ocean of alarm bells so someone wouldn't steal the breath from our lungs, so that they wouldn't make a memory of this skin.
Mani vecāki savus bērnus audzināja padomu bruņās, trauksmes zvanu jūrā tā, lai neviens neatņemtu gaisu no mūsu plaušām, tā, lai no mums nepaliktu tikai atmiņas,