The naked body of the pregnant mother. The voice of the daughter. Inside-outside. A song to life. THE MOTHER: “The twelfth day of the twelfth month of the year nineteen-eighty was the day before I gave birth to my second child, my son. I. Naked. To come to terms with my fear, I felt the desire to immerse myself into black water, to re-emerge and cuddle my belly. A remembering forgetfulness that to die giving birth is like being born dying.” THE DAUGHTER: “I return to my second self. Her smell. Mine. The centre I immerse in. Safety is a smell.” The visual material of the film records the secret ritual-performance by Angelidi in 1980. It remained undeveloped, hidden in an attic, for 28 years. In 2008, Angelidi with Walldén re-discovered it, and composed the film.