He Was Only Sixteen - Original God

The day that he met you he tried to forget

What you took from him, his whole life he’d regret

He trembled around his loved ones, couldn’t know

Would they look at him like a sick cirus show

Would they laugh like the one who bestowed his pain?

The devil would surely and poisoned his brain

The gun from his father they’d never have seen

Poor mama, your boy lost his life at sixteen

Le jour où il t'a rencontré, il a essayé d'oublier

Ce que tu lui as pris, toute sa vie il le regrettera

Il tremblait autour de ses proches, ne pouvait pas savoir

Le regarderaient-ils comme un spectacle de cirque malade

Riraient-ils comme celui qui a accordé sa douleur ?

Le diable aurait sûrement et empoisonné son cerveau

L'arme de son père qu'ils n'auraient jamais vu

Pauvre maman, ton garçon a perdu la vie à seize ans