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Translation
The Pope's Secret Son
I am...the Pope's secret Son
And I don't understand
Daddy spends his time
Lecturing people
I don't hold it against him
I know that at his age
You can't change how you're made
We have to turn over a new leaf
Yes but daddy you see
I need courage to get along without you
You have to believe me
Look at my face and god will tell you :
That Sunday at the mass
You looked at the girls
You heard their confess
With shining eyes
I understand your weaknesses
As when you disguise it
It's clear that you're stressing
There when you bless them
And heaven is bitter...
I am the Pope's secret Son
And I don't understand
Daddy doesn't see me
The old wretch
He would deserve slaps
But thrashing the pope, it's not the done thing
The pope has every right
Yes but daddy you see
I need courage to get along without you
You say that I don't exist
That I am just a mirage
And yet I am here
And Sunday at the mass
You looked at the girls
You heard their confess
With shining eyes
That's why my mother
Took pity on you
The time for a prayer,
She threw herself at you
And heaven is bitter... (x2)
Guest on 2016-03-02✕
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