An old woman told me: Come on, son, just let it go! An old woman told me: Don’t worry, son, there’ll be no pain anymore I can see you’ve got a problem, boy But you know, you have to solve it alone My life’s changing, but the pain, the pain remains My life’s changing but I can’t, I can’t see another way Sometimes I think I'm just a slave Crawling and digging my own grave I don’t know how many times I was treated like a dog I don’t know how many years I’ll need to forget it My witch advised me: Give it time, the pain will be gone My witch advised me: My child, hold on, stay strong Little boy, you have to try to find Your own way to feel alive If the blues come to get you, look ahead, you have to move on If the blues come to get you, just look ahead, you have to move on Little boy, I know someday you’ll find Your own way to feel alive I don’t know how many times I was treated like a dog I don’t know how many years I’ll need to forget it