Moribundo [English translation]

Shoot your good-bye straight into my heart

Stop crying and go on, say it:

You're going away, you're leaving me, it's not worth it anymore

To try again, it has died

I know, you are a butterfly that flies searching for freedom

And I, a dying man without hope, knowing that you are leaving

And perhaps now there is nothing left to us

But now, love of my life, if you leave I want to tell you

I hope that what you are looking for

Is worth more than what you are losing

May the Good God go with you

And may everything go well with you, go well...

I hope that what you are looking for

Is worth more than what you are losing

Leaving me here, like this!

A dying man... a dying man, oh, oh, oh

You will always be my princess

So soft, as soft as silk

Lovely chinese-like eyes like a doll

And they hypnotize me with their beauty alone

But I am no longer going to suffer for you

Find yourself another man who will do so instead of me

The love I had for you is over

I am tired of begging

But tell me baby which is your falsehood

But you say you love me and why are you leaving

You accuse me of maltreating you and infidelity

But all of that is a lie, nothing about it is true

You are blinded by the lies of your friends

But they don't tell you that they want to be with me

Deep in your soul I know that you love me

After you are happy, I swear to you that I'll live in peace

I hope that what you are looking for

Is worth more than what you are losing

May the Good God go with you

And may everything go well with you, go well...

I hope that what you are looking for

Is worth more than what you are losing

Leaving me here, like this!

A dying man... a dying man...

A dying man... a dying man...

No longer are words needed

When that look of yours tells me you are leaving!

And here I am alone in a void

Imagining what could not be

And I wonder why you go and I stay

Because no one forces anyone to love each other

It was my turn to lose, but there is no bitterness

And I wish you good luck

I hope that what you are looking for

Is worth more than what you are losing

May the Good God go with you

And may everything go well with you, go well...

I hope that what you are looking for

Is worth more than what you are losing

Leaving me here, like this!

(Jah Rasta Far ih!)

A dying man...

A dying man...

A dying man...

A dying man...

It's Ghetto,

It's Geezy

Joey Montana

Preacher

Evolving the genre

These are my urban melodies

• Artist:Joey Montana
• Album:Picky Back to the Roots