It's been a long time since you left
Now
I listen to you tear down my life
Crying
If I had known that one morning
I would be here, soiled, judged, on a bench
By the shadow of a body
That I held so often
For a child

You tell them that my job
Is just wind
That they don't know what I will be
In a year
If they knew that for you
Before all the singers I was the greatest
And that's why
You wanted a child
Grown up

The judges and the laws
I'm not afraid of them
He's my son, my battle
She shouldn't have left, woh, oh, oh
Oh I'm going to break everything
If you touch
The fruit of my loins
She shouldn't have left

Of course it's her who carried him
And yet, oh, oh
It's me who is building his life
Slowly
All she can say about me
Is nothing compared to the smile he gives me
Absence has faults
That nothing defends
He's my child

The judges and the laws
I'm not afraid of them
He's my son, my battle
She shouldn't have left, woh, oh, oh
I'm going to break everything
If you touch
The fruit of my loins
She shouldn't have left, woh, oh, oh

The judges and the laws
I'm not afraid of them
She shouldn't have left, woh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm going to break everything
If you touch
The fruit of my loins, woh, oh, oh
Ouh, ouh
Oh she shouldn't have left, woh, oh, oh

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