How sad is this bed, how shady is this frame
But how strong is this old man, wanting to fight at any cost
Who's talking to you like to a grown-up
Who quite rightly explains to you
Who almost comforts you
Who intelligently tells you
That tomorrow, it's maybe...
Dry your tears, little man
Put on your spring-like smile
I think you're even more handsome now
Dry your tears, little man
You, who never gives up
It will turn you into a great man, you'll see
Dry your tears, little Tom
How beautiful is your room, so much human warmth
And looking at the walls, I can see that there are many who love you
Talking to you like to a grown-up
Who quite rightly explain to you
Who comfort you, maybe
But you, you've understood a long time ago
That everything heals inside your head
Dry your tears, little man
Put on your spring-like smile
I think you're even more handsome now
Dry your tears, little man
What never gives up
Will turn you into a great man, you'll see
Dry your tears, little Tom
I feel so small, standing before a man like you
I don't have your courage to defy everything
This will to always keep walking on
I feel so small, standing before a great man like you
Looking at you, I understand that you can never have lived too much
I feel so small, you see...
Dry your tears, little man
Put on your spring-like smile
I think you're even more handsome now
Dry your tears, little man
What never gives up
Will turn you into a great man, you'll see
Dry your tears, little Tom