They followed me, they rennounced
The name of mine and pronounced
That what I am , to them so
This is what I was a year ago
The day I came
The day it end
A letter of my death
To my mother they send
The eyes with tears
The pain in clear
The all they announced
That i am here
But now it's time to say the truth
When I was on the calling booth
Helping the lady