God is watching,
my dear
I'm leaving this world
No one asked for me here
Leave me alone
I was poor here
Don't ask me where I'm from I have to go to my guest
Don't cry,
God forbid You didn't
have a friend but I made you mine
I was poor and people were jealous of you
I'm leaving but know that you were the reason
I'm leaving but don't cry, let your love die
Maybe in that pocket someone will find you
I'm leaving but know that someone loves you so much
