Un poco tarde

That day you left a note on the table
Four lines saying forgive me if I leave
I wanted to follow your footsteps but something stopped me
It was a child crying, asking for you
Not satisfied, I hugged him tight
After calling you many times, he fell asleep in my arms
And his hair became a handkerchief of sorrows without your love
Since then, your portrait always has many flowers
He doesn't say a prayer for you
He prays to God at night
And if anyone asks
He tells them my old lady died

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What will become of my love
Of my child, oh God
Give me strength and courage
I ask you, Lord
Pain is not love

Five years is not a day
You've arrived a little late
It's useless to pretend
To come back here again
If you want me to forgive you
For the harm you've done
I swear I don't hold
Even a bit of resentment
If you need anything
Here is my open hand
I offer you everything
Except crossing this door
And you'll have a little place in my noble heart
But before you leave
I'll call the child
So he doesn't see a tear
In your eyes
Tell him you were a friend of his mother
And that she's dead
And that's why

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