My father said:
Don't be afraid
Son choose your way
And you will find happiness
I heard his words,
shook his hand
and hit the road
but promised to return
and every single day
I break my soul
I pray God bring me back home
Why I'm so far gone!?
Too late it's too late
To cry
Too late it's too late
To cry
I wasn't right
I went abroad
A lonely man
Without support
In poor trains
I was just a young
My dreams were strong
I lost myself
I had no choice
Stop you must raise your body
Look its no longer funny
Stop say it everybody
I can do it if I will fight
