Quem me dara o paraiso For me to live I hope it will be my father I can't wait to go to My Father's paraiso Because I know that My father's paraiso Will be peaceful for me I just don't know When this will happen I am waiting for this to happened Maybe it will only happen when I die I don't want to have anymore Distraction when I am Working I need to concentrate in my Writing I can't afford to make anymore Errors when I am writing my poems It has to come clear The message I am trying To give to my Father Hopefully he can pas it To his people Nobody will die of frostbite So come and stay warm Inside my house all through the Winter When the spring comes You can go back to the street again Eventually Then it should be Easter when we will have A feast for my Father On good Friday
