The toll is too much to pay
For a little peace and happiness
Of keeping our lifestyle that you gave to us
Now we have to work hard and spend less
Darling, I think forgetting you will not come
And my grief is putting a toll on our son
I have pampered him before in his youth
Now the problem of surviving is giving him a hard time
I just pray to God that he finds the right vocation
To support his family of our newer generations
Then I can happily go with you
When I find him settled steadily with his family
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