There will be days with, days without
Friends who will turn their coats in no time
Days of sorrow that chain us and torments
The bitchy loves
At the age when you deny your father, you will deny me
And I will not make a fuss, no drama
You will tell me shit, slaps will be lost that's the way it is
I was doing the same

You may not be the best my son
But yet I, I will be proud
What's the point of being rich
When you are rich to be a father
You may not be the strongest my son
But together, we will be millionaires
Whether I am poor or rich
You will be rich with a father
You will be rich with a father

The years will pass quickly, we will replay
Birthdays, Christmas, and so on
Like every night, there will be your mother waiting
For you to come back
When I need you, where will you be?
Somewhere traveling, on a beach, will you answer?
I will dream of your face, I will not know anymore
What is your age

You may not be the best my son
But yet I, I will be proud
What's the point of being rich
When you are rich to be a father
You may not be the strongest my son
But together, we will be millionaires
Whether I am poor or rich
You will be rich with a father
You will be rich with a father

My little emperor, do not become a great man
Just be a man, great
That's enough

You may not be the best my son
But yet I, I will be proud
What's the point of being rich
When you are rich to be a father
You will surely not be the strongest, my son
But together, we will be millionaires
Whether I am poor or rich
You will be rich with a father
You will be rich with a father

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