For being mother and to be son Ronye Mrcio Cross of Santana Speech made in the mass of Seventh day of my pupil Joo Peter, a boy who faleceu of cardiac arrest To be mother and to be son Is good! But nothing better Of what having the mother and possessing the son. When if he generates Change the form, Change the being, Change its skill of being. He has affection, He has love, He has affection exchange, the mother everything feels, All touches, everything sees. I felt I smell of everything and everything is its smells. The son is born of you and you it is the extension of the son. The floor of it remembers its, the shouts of it of the father, smiling of it remembers the grandmother, the look, remembers irmzinha, running remembers irmozinho, Everything remembers in them, Nothing is forgotten, Everything is lived, Nothing is lost. To that affection, That love, That smile, That skill, Those souvenirs Never will die, Because the death is the certainty Of a love and a perpetual homesickness.