Song: Children Mowgli

The child is grown, the beast will never become a complete human.

We have long time to turn that old story about the head on his shoulders.
None of us not the shuttlecraft pilot. Environment registers the program in the root directory.

A child of his world, the skills, the basics.
To him the universe is taught a special language.
In this language otherwise it will be the name of God,
From him far your "good" and "bad".
For you he's evil, he's bright knight,
You wouldn't be the same, you happen to be born there.