It's hard to find the words if you have regrets
Fighting one's ego and perhaps forgiving
Bound by blood, today you're no longer here
Disturbed by these feelings, sorry my heart doesn't hear
Sometimes speeches hurt us and overwhelm us
Misery is such that violence is fertile
Above you my visions have crossed time
Do we still have a little hope and discernment?

For mistakes made in our life
We prevent ourselves from being happy and we bury ourselves
The pains remain, carry us and bind us
What are we waiting for to flee these dreams
Need a caring world
Laugh at mistakes and the past
Where shame and words, point out our flaws
Turned towards the sky

Let's move away, from where tears and our sufferings have often led us astray yes that's true
Let's free ourselves, from where hatred and arrogance have hurt manipulated yes that's done
Yes, I weigh my woes, my mistakes and my faults
And I suffer in silence, bear the consequences, I write my sorrows by shedding these few words

For mistakes made in our life
We prevent ourselves from being happy and we bury ourselves
The pains remain, carry us and bind us
What are we waiting for to flee these dreams
Need a caring world
Laugh at mistakes and the past
Where shame and words, point out our flaws
Turned towards the sky

I look up there, no echo on what to say or not to do
I traded my throne, chose my role and you just stand there doing nothing
Break the chains of father and son, that we train to defy our vices
And to forgive one day I insist that our hearts incite to leave in peace

Let it be known, the pains belong to the past
Only thoughts survive on images that cannot be erased
We play with texts without being able to read the skies
Words or a gesture so that the sun is radiant

It's hard to find the words if you have regrets
Fighting one's ego and perhaps forgiving
Bound by blood, today you're no longer here
Disturbed by these feelings, sorry my heart doesn't hear
Sometimes speeches hurt us and overwhelm us
Misery is such that violence is fertile
Above you my visions have crossed time
Do we still have a little hope and discernment?

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