The care they show,  

With action and cast, 

In our heart,

The seeds they sow, 

And make them grow so fast. 

They made me forget, to every front, 

There is a back, 

To every woman and man, 

There is something that lacks. 

The show they stopped to shoot, 

The seeds they uproot,

Stuck in a land where no one asks,

In a studio filled with costumes and masks.