Back when I was a child
Before that life removesse all the innocence
My father and I would raise the top
And dançaria me and with my mother and then
Me rodaria until I fall into sleep
And then I carregaria ladder above
And I knew for sure
What was beloved
If I could have another chance
Another walk, another dance with him
Tocaria a song that I never, never would end up
How do I love, love, love dancing with my father again
Ooh, ooh
When I and my mother discordávamos
To make my way I ran to him
He ma was laughing, only to comfort me, yes, yes
Then finally put me to do what my mother said
That night, later, when I was sleeping
He left a dollar in my blanket of low
Never furni he
Partiria away from me
If I could steal a last look
A final step, a last dance with him
Tocaria a song that I never, never would end up
For I love, love, love dancing with my father again
Sometimes I hear through the door of her fourth
And I hear, Mom cried for him
I pray more for it than for me
I pray more for it than for me
I know very well that I pray for the account
But you could mandar back the only man she loved?
I know you do not do this often
But Lord, she would die for one more dance with my father
Every night when fall down in sleep
This is what I dream.