Le Pido a Dios
Leo Mattioli
I Ask God
How do I explain it to them, doctor, if they are so small?
How do I explain to them that they might be left alone with their mother?
That drop of blood that came out of my mouth was not a candy
This fucking disease that has been consuming me from within for a long time
How do I explain to them that I might not come back from this trip?
From this journey that has my crazy and bohemian profession as a singer
I'm not ready yet, I can't abandon them, they won't understand
Why dad has left
I just ask God, I want to stay with them, I promise to be this time
A better father. If I have to leave, I will sing to you from heaven
And like a breeze I will come down to caress her hair. I only ask God
How do I lie to them that I might not come back from this trip?
From this journey that my crazy one has, the bohemian profession of singer
I'm not ready yet, I can't abandon them, they won't understand
Why dad has left
I just ask God, I want to stay with them, I promise to be this time
A better father. If I have to leave, I will sing to you from heaven
And like a breeze I will come down to caress your hair. I ask you and God
