A child
A child from you
Without being married
A little baby
Tell me if I made one.
It would surprise my friends,
I, the fool
The last of the men
The eternal absent one,
The least of these.
I would have on my heart
Someone less strong
That I would make sleep
With my songs.
Like a God
Forgotten by heaven
I would admire him.
I, his smallest
Like a man
In front of a giant,
I for this child
I would grow up.
A child
A child of me
Who will look
A little like my father,
On my good side
To make my friends cry.
Like a madman
I'll take it away,
I'll take it away,
All alone like a lion.
And I'll explain to him
The original sin
And we'll laugh about it
In the same bed.
Like a God
Forgotten by heaven
I would admire him,
I, his smallest
Like a man
In front of a giant.
I, for this child
I would grow up.
A child,
A child of you,
Without being married,
A little baby.
Tell me: if you give me one,
If you make one for me,
You can go back
With your friends.