Entrusted miss for dad

In your eyes are still stored seaksa events
Collisions and blows are sculpted on your forehead
You look old and tired, sweat pouring profusely
But you remain steadfast hm ...
Though your breath is sometimes short of breath
Bear the burden of increasingly loaded
You stay

You have understood the black and the red of this path
Wrinkles your cheekbones picture of the struggle
Your former shoulder, sunburned
Now thin and bowed hm ...
But the spirit never faded
Even though your steps sometimes tremble
You remain faithful

Father, in silence desolate my longing
To reap our own rice
But the longing to stay is only longing
Your son is now burdened with loads

You have understood the black and the red of this path
Wrinkles your cheekbones picture of the struggle
Your former shoulder, sunburned
Now thin and bowed hm ...
But the spirit never faded
Even though your steps sometimes tremble
You remain faithful