This child, it seems
has my eyes, it seems
has my forehead
my dark circles
my eyelashes

this child, it seems
has my nose, it seems
has my mouth
my curly hair

tell him that I will come back
tell him that I will come back

this child is not afraid
so they say
has a heart
big like this
and talks about the future

he dreams of a day
to go to the moon
to go around
the galaxy

tell him that I will come back
tell him that I will come back

This child, it seems
can sing, it seems
has a voice
that comes from far away

this child, it seems
does not forgive
talks less and less
about me

This child, it seems
has grown like a city
will I
recognize him

the day the ocean
where the wind
where the law
will bring me back

don't tell him about this dark night
don't tell him about the sea to drink
don't tell him that I can't breathe anymore
tell him that I will come back

that I will come back

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