For all his life, he smiled
Broadly to everyone around.
Lent them his last money
And didn’t ask to borrow others’.
And they planted trees of evil
On his poor head,
And his back was crooking with time
Under the weight of the dense gardens...
Refrain:
You’re an outsider in this world, dude,
Run away, kind sould! Hide, kind soul!
There’s no way to help the rusty people,
Understand, kind soul: it’s too late, no way!
He had no doors in his house,
And anyone entered as they wished.
He served them round with what he had,
He didn’t know how to turn people down.
And they watered the trees of evil
Growing with roots in his head,
And his back was crooking even more
As he looked for answers.
Refrain.
He looked, with his child's eyes,
As this world fades around.
He wanted it to stop,
But he was the only one to want this...
Refrain.