Dad, i wanna know what’s wrong

With all the people helplessly lonely

Son, there’s some men while loved by their friends

Sometimes see the life as a dead end street

Dad is there a possible way

To make that people reconnecting with the livings

Son it’s an hopeful point of view

But when the dice are rolling there’s no return ways

I wanna cry some tears

Once for the leavin twice for the livings

Son i know you’ll cry this terrible act It’s compassion, you can cry for those things

A single tear or many

But you’ll cry for nothing

Dead end for the livings

You will cry for nothing

Dead end for the livings