Those hands , the ones always
lifted me up in little sorrows
disappeared from the scene
But that invisible support
which always covered me
as a shadow without letting
the scorching rays burn me ever.
which raise me to the horizon
to conquer and explore
It's still my real strength ;
the reason to move on,
Those smiles which I've fallen for
evanesce, may be forever
In haste the one who noticed,
hidden tenderness in harshness,
revealed through the warm support
to spread a smile and wipe of tears,
The most happy smile in life
overwhelmed with joy built by
the affection and the care.
It's still my real strength ;
the reason to move on.