Light of my life
While it slides away
And I hurt myself in my own way
I go back home and you are there
You are dreaming simple things
And the dark mirror that
Mercilessly judges
I see what remains in me
To the waste of my life
Mother, your son is blind and you do not know
Strong in his hands but you never leave them
And when the enemy of mine wins, you will come
I will take you far away and then
I will be your lover if you die
Yeah, yeah
Strong man stays here
What remains are images
If you remember when you
Fought for something more
Son of poverty
Of an honest man gone away
Before you see that
Now you drink noble wines
Father, do not cry now
You know that if they betray you again
You will still win
And if something is missing
From your tears
I give you some of mine
Take them all if you want
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Thank you!