PAPA II

The sun shines everytime I go home,
It’s summertime, I walk in the fields
the sun shines, it’s blossom time
When the sun shines the streets are empty
the warmth of my family makes the sun shine,
Whenever time I go home
My father thinks that the Sun rises when I’m at home, beacuse I’m back there,
Unfortunately, the reality is
that the Sun doesn’t always shine
and when It goes down
with it’s last ray I’ll leave