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It's the profile of the mountains on your weighted back |
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The hoar frost is falling on your hair that is no more black |
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Your wrinkles had been written trials and tribulations |
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A pair of callous hands on which time had left its track |
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Recollecting those days there are memories I cherish so much |
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Sometimes I can't help asking why time had to rush |
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One of two of those scenes always break into my dreams |
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Reminds me of the way you walk, the feel of your touch |
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Father |
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Father |
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Your dreams fell on my shoulder |
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Father |
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Father |
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Your blood runs in my veins |
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Behold your son who is disobedient to the end |
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A stubborn heart refuses to change |
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The guidance and inculcation I still remember them all |
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In the days of adversity I kept telling myself to stand up and walk tall |
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Lives out there is rough and rigorous |
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I have no choice but to fight with my back against the wall |
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How I regret all the things that couldn't be undone |
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Sometimes I blame myself for being such a wayward son |
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I must confess that I've never wanted to live my life your way |
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Because there's no chance to alter it and I only live it once |
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Father |
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Father |
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Your dreams fell on my shoulder |
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Father |
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Father |
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Your blood runs in my veins |
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Behold your son who is disobedient to the end |
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A stubborn heart refuses to change |
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Father |
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Father |
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Your blood runs in my veins |
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Behold your son who is disobedient to the end |
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A stubborn heart refuses to change |
