This year, have been so deep,

what shall I say? where I was?

what we know, that he left.

should I be happy, maybe.

be to be, but what’s the reason to be

My dad is there, whispering me

is k’ sweetheart, yo’ll find your star.

what shall I say? where i was?

when u grow yourself up early,

you lose a part of your life.

should I be happy, maybe.

people struggle to read your eyes,

your feeling, your being.

be to be, what’s the reason to be,

What shall I say? selfish,

like a spoiled fish,

people struggle to read your eyes,

first your victim, then your oppressor,

like a blink of eyes.

What shall I say? this the life of the transgressor.