Idioma Origen:
Breathe in the night
That crushed a tired sunrise
Born again the day
Brings young naivety
A laptop souvenir is worth its weight in silver and gold
And son, You'll be home again
And I'll be home again
Mend in my sleep
I'm boxing under water
Waddle on the wake
Waking on a summer day,
A summer day
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And after all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And every father's pain
Casts a shadow over a broken son,
You'll be whole again
And I'll be whole again
Munificent, artless and ascetic
Playing like a scared
Enthusiastic pawn
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And after all these years
Forget about the troubled times
All those years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And after all these years
Forget about the troubled times
All those years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life
Idioma Destino:
Breathe in the night
That crushed a tired sunrise
Born again the day
Brings young naivety
A laptop souvenir is worth its weight in silver and gold
And son, You'll be home again
And I'll be home again
Mend in my sleep
I'm boxing under water
Waddle on the wake
Waking on a summer day,
A summer day
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And after all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And every father's pain
Casts a shadow over a broken son,
You'll be whole again
And I'll be whole again
Munificent, artless and ascetic
Playing like a scared
Enthusiastic pawn
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And after all these years
Forget about the troubled times
All those years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
And after all these years
Forget about the troubled times
All those years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life