You, who are on the road,
You try to live by, and so,
Because the past is just a goodbye
That father's health did slowly go by
Feed them all your dreams
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
can't know the fears your elders grew by
Help them with your youth,
they seek the truth before they can die
their children's health will slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams,
the one they fix, the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why if
they told you you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
Don't you ever ask them why if
they told you you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
Thanks for remembering the words.