The water is not simply water. It is the blood of our forefathers.
Water is not just water, it is the blood of our ancestors.
We were born more than 700 years ago on an island located deep within the Pacific Ocean. In all that time, we have come across many human beings. They have stolen and have murdered and destroyed everything many, many times. And we let it happen . And because of this, we have lost everything. Our beloved home is sadly no more. Where once were blooming flowers of all colours is now dry and arid. Where once the very air vibrated with the twittering of thousands of kinds of birds is now only silence. Where once seals and the beasts of the ocean bobbed in the waves, all life is now at an end. Galmanpagos, our wondrous home, is now little more than a wretched, black, dark and oily mass. The entire world is nothing more than a black, dark and oily mass. Except for this place here. But if you do nothing to stop it,this place too will become no more than a blackened stain. For Man is a thief who comes in the night and takes what he wants from the land. He is like a snake who eats his own tail to survive. But the Earth does not belong to Man. He's only a tiny part of it. Man did not weave the fabric of life. He's but a thread within it, for we all share the same breath. The rising mists of the lush green forests, the refreshment of the rocky mountain breezes, the perfumed scent of the wind after a cooling shower of rain, the plants, Man and we, the animals. What Man doesn't realise is what he does to the land, he ultimately does to himself, and when the land is finally destroyed, and the animals are either driven out or killed, Man will rule over the Earth alone. Then, lost and forlorn, he too will be wiped from the face of the Earth.But that is a cold comfort to us now, for every one of you will perish, if you don't defend yourselves against humanity.
We were born on an island in the depths of the Pacific Ocean more than 700 years ago. In our life, we have encountered countless human beings. They burned, killed, looted and destroyed everything countless times. We just let it go. It is precisely because of this that we have lost everything. Our beloved home is gone forever. The place where the flowers once bloomed is now dry and desolate. The place where eagles once struck the sky and everything frosty and free is now nothing but silence. The place where the fish used to be shallow is now lifeless. Galapagos, our beautiful homeland, is now shrouded in endless, dark oil. And the whole world is also shrouded in endless, dark oil. Except for this place. But if we don't do something, this place will also become another hell. Human beings are nothing but thieves who sneak in late at night, asking for and asking on the land. He is like a snake that survives by eating. But the earth does not belong to human beings. Human beings are just a drop in the ocean. Human beings have not written a chapter in life. They are just a piece of rhetoric in it, because we all live under this sky. The rising mist, the lush green forest, the gentle breeze blowing from the Rocky Mountains, and the fresh breath after a shower, these plants, humans and us, animals. Human beings don’t realize that what they do will end their lives. When the last piece of land is also polluted and animals are driven away or slaughtered, humans will rule the earth alone. Then, lost and desperate, they will eventually perish. But that doesn’t make sense to us. If we don’t stand up now, we will soon perish.
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