Let boys live with their feet running.
Boys are waterfalls,
comrades of dogs and wolves.
They are warriors in arms,
navigators and friends,
mysterious priests and poets,
natural lovers, huge hearts.
Yellow swallow tails in summer,
graceful, voyagers sailing on the sea.
They are true in vision,
loyal to their gang, their city and nation.
Boys defy death for love,
give everything to a friend,
invent the universe in a twinkling,
and sing songs around a fire,
touching the flame.
Honor boys for being boys,
discoverers and leaders,
with the hearts of eagles,
the tenderness of puppies,
and sleep of the pure.