I was a child —Bacardi Gold

I knocked at your door
I heard a voice
I knocked once more
‘Till the voice flee

Outside the house
A playful young crowd
To be with them
They called me

Playing was a child’s hour
With fellow children
With the neighborhood
An hour became forgetting

I remembered you
You were sick in bed
Not able to get up
But I can’t go inside

The door was locked
The key I can’t find
Knocked, knocked, I did
The silence listened

Neighbors lend a hand
‘Till the you no more
Angels lifted you
I was a child…

I cried for you
‘Till today, Mama
Missing our yester years
I was a child…

And today, I raised
A loving family
Right virtues you taught
Kept them with me

Now, a man of today
Treading the path you’ve learned
The right one for me, since
I was a child…

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