My father wasn't a polite man
I still remember him, he had a big and fair heart
He worked hard to earn his money
And even though, it couldn't be worse
We had little money to pay
The bills and the debts we had
But God wanted to see him
Praying on his knees, with his hands raised
Begging for forgiveness, I cried
And my father told me: "Good luck"
Tapping me on my shoulder
On his deathbed
And he said: "Marvin
Now you're all alone
And it won't matter
See you cry will only make me suffer"
Three days after passing away
I wanted to know the whereabouts of my father
But I didn't even go to school
Mommy told me that every now and then
And every day, before the Sun could rise
I left for work without any distractions
Sometimes I think I won't be able to
I wanted to go away
But wherever I shall be
I'll know exactly what he wanted to say
Father, I remember
Don't allow me to forget
He said: "Marvin, life is for real
I did the best I could
And I know what will happen in your life by heart"
And then someday a thunderstorm suddenly began
And took with it an year's hard work
And when I was only thirteen
I already felt the burdens of the world on my shoulders
I wanted to play
But I lost the bet
I worked hard on the fields
I could only see meat if I stole a roast chicken
My father took care of my whole family
Without realizing, I was following in his footsteps
And my mother used to pray every night
God! I only stole those things because I was starving!
Ten years passed by
My brothers grew up
And my mother was taken by the angels by her hands 1
I cried and then my father told me: "Good luck"
Tapping me on my shoulder on his deathbed
And he told me: "Marvin
Now you're on your own
And it won't matter
See you cry will only make me suffer
Marvin, life is for real
I did the best I could
And I know what will happen in your life by heart"
1. She died