jose

The suitcases at the door Jose is already leaving
To war for his country with no return date
He tells the children: Pray a lot for your father, I will miss you all
A worried wife, an agony wanting to complain

Who takes care of them and protects them like you
You've always done it, how do I sleep if I slept snuggled in your chest
Who wakes up my mornings with charm and little kisses
And in this Christmas who lights up the tree
And although I have hope that God follows your steps
Jose, you know that an easy soldier can fail
Who gives me the guarantee that you will come back home
Because I look at your picture and feel like crying

Now tell me who?
Now tell me who?

Adventure

It's a somewhat bitter story, Jose has to leave, a soldier in battle
Without knowing what his fate will be
He says goodbye and tells the youngest: Don't cry, I'll be back soon
And the wife silently hides her suffering
She has a lump in her throat, but doesn't want to cry
She knows that with tears nothing can be fixed
And she disguises her sadness with an angelic smile
Although dying inside, she would like to reproach

Who takes care of them and protects them like you
You've always done it, how do I sleep if I slept snuggled in your chest
Who wakes up my mornings with charm and little kisses
And in this Christmas who lights up the tree
And although I have hope that God follows your steps
Jose, you know that an easy soldier can fail
Who gives me the guarantee that you will come back home
Because I look at your picture and feel like crying

Now tell me who?
Now tell me who?