It's one of those days where we are at Grandma.
It smells like cake and coffee.
We listen to her words,
her tears are not overlooked,
when she talks about Grandpa.

They all went at that time on a hard path and I look at the pictures on Grandma's wall.
Grandpa I miss you and I firmly believe no matter what you also said you were a good man.
Grandma says you were a hero and gave your life for the land.
Your tears do not lie and I'd like you to know.

It tells of a time unimaginable for us, marked by tears happiness and suffering.
And whenever she says Grandpa is her voice shallow and warm, she closes her eyes and she falls sleeping in my arm.
They all went at that time on a hard path and I look at the pictures on Grandma's wall.

Grandpa I miss you and I firmly believe no matter what you also said you were a good man.
Grandma says you were a hero and gave your life for the land.
Your tears do not lie and I'd like you to know.
Grandpa I miss you and I firmly believe no matter what you also said you were a good man.
Grandma says you were a hero and gave your life for the land.
Your tears do not lie and I'd like you to know.