Father, you know : i´m lying Heather, i know, she´s charming...but it´s not a real story...
it´s just a joke ! A sad story ! She´s just a friend ! I´m so sorry !
Father, i must says something, On later, it won´t be easy... Rather, i tell you all now : i´m not joking, i´m just your son, i´m not shocking, don´t be nervous !
I saw him, in Rainbow island, smiling, he took my hand, just a first kiss from my lover...beautiful kiss and forever : i love him...
Father, i don´t lilke secrets, Father, i hate regrets,
maybe you´ll cry, you´ll shout and maybe you ´ll kill me with your hands ! But i want to die free...but i want to die free...