Papa [German translation]

Every day my papa would work

To try to make ends meet

To see that we would eat

Keep those shoes upon my feet

Every night my papa would take me

And tuck me in my bed

Kiss me on my head

After all my prayers were said

There were years

Of sadness and of tears

But through it all

Together we were strong

Times were rough

But Papa, he was tough

And mama stood beside him all along

Growing up with them was easy

The time just flew on by

The years began to fly

Though they aged and so did I

I could tell

That mama wasn't well

Papa knew

And deep down so did she

When she died

Papa broke down and cried

And all he said was:

"God, why her? Take me!"

Everyday he sat there sleeping

In his rocking chair

He never went upstairs

All because she wasn't there

Then one day he said:

"My Son, I'm proud the way you've grown"

"Go out there on your own.

I'll be allright alone."

"There are things that you must do,

Places you must see"

His eyes were sad as he

Said goodbye to me

Every time I kiss my children

Papa's words ring true

"Your children live through you.

They'll grow and leave you, too"

I remember every word

Papa used to say

I see my kids and pray

They'd think of me that way

• Artist:Tom Jones