will you be proud of me, dad?
I probably won't become a the man
you always wanted me to be
I just wade through my dreams
and wait for a better chance to realize myself
I've already planned my life
but I don't know the end
promise me
you won't forget
no matter where the wind will blow my skin
no matter who I will become
you won't forget me
and when our family tree finally will burn
promise me
you will understand it
and I hope
you could give me a hug
and let me go in peace