[male vocals] The
parents
that
raised
you
to
what
you
are.
You
fail
to
care
for
them
while
they
live
in
old
age
We
lived
in
walls
of
grass,
no
floor
to
hide
the
sand
Trying
to
boil
the
pot
with
nothing
in
our
hand
I
watched
you
work
until
your
back
began
to
bow
Eating
once
a
day,
just
trying
to
make
it
somehow
I
had
the
hunger
in
my
belly,
you
had
the
worry
in
your
eyes
Under
the
leaking
thatch,
we
counted
all
the
heavy
sighs
Ifwe
were
struggling,
mama,
just
looking
for
the
light
But
survival
was
a
shadow
that
chased
us
through
the
night
Now
I’
m
pouring
the
cement,
sealing
up
the
floor
Building
up
the
marble
where
the
dust
was
once
before
I
bought
the
finest
stone
to
mark
where
you
now
sleep
But
why
didn't
I
give
you
the
harvest
I
could
reap?
When
you
were
breathing,
mama,
I
had
nothing
for
your
hand
Now
I’
m
giving
golden
tribute
to
the
cold
and
silent
land
I
remember
the
hunger,
the
way
you’
d
give
me
your
share
Pretending
you
were
full,
just
to
ease
my
heavy
care
I
was
chasing
paper,
mama,
trying
to
find
my
way
But
I
arrived
too
late,
I
missed
the
chance
to
change
your
day
Now
the
tombstone
is
shining,
it’
s
expensive
and
it’
s
grand
But
it
cannot
feel
the
touch,
it
cannot
understand
It
stands
here
in
the
rain,
a
monument
of
my
regret
For
all
the
things
I
didn't
do,
I
never
will
forget
Now
I’
m
pouring
the
cement,
sealing
up
the
floor
Building
up
the
marble
where
the
dust
was
once
before
I
bought
the
finest
stone
to
mark
where
you
now
sleep
But
why
didn't
I
give
you
the
harvest
I
could
reap?
When
you
were
breathing,
mama,
I
had
nothing
for
your
hand
Now
I’
m
giving
golden
tribute
to
the
cold
and
silent
land
I’
m
plastering
the
grave,
trying
to
cover
up
the
shame
Writing
out
your
honor,
engraving
your
lovely
name
They
say
it’
s
a
blessing,
they
say
I’
ve
done
so
well
But
inside
my
heart,
mama,
I’
m
living
in
a
private
hell (
Yoh,
the
guilt
is
heavy,
mama)
I
pray
you
see
me
now,
from
wherever
you
reside
That
you
don't
judge
the
son
who
was
struggling
inside
I’
m
trying
to
make
it
right,
even
if
it’
s
far
too
late
Sealing
up
the
silence
with
this
heavy
piece
of
slate
Natotela
for
the
love,
for
the
lessons
you
gave
Even
if
I’
m
pouring
all
my
riches
on
your
grave
Now
I’
m
pouring
the
cement,
sealing
up
the
floor
Building
up
the
marble
where
the
dust
was
once
before
I
bought
the
finest
stone
to
mark
where
you
now
sleep
But
why
didn't
I
give
you
the
harvest
I
could
reap?
When
you
were
breathing,
mama,
I
had
nothing
for
your
hand
Now
I’
m
giving
golden
tribute
to
the
cold
and
silent
land
Yeah,
I’
m
giving
you
the
stone
now
I
wish
I
gave
you
the
bread
back
then
Rest
in
peace,
mama (
Ayy,
it’
s
too
late,
it’
s
too
late...)
Just
dust
and
stone
now.