I FORGIVE YOU, O DESTINY

Sorry mama, I have never being a good boy.

My vows had gone with the wind.

Now I know the truth wrapped in the words of sages,

‘The cemetery is the richest ore of dreams.’

Please pray for me,

That I may robe haven before sepulcher.

Papa, pray for me that I may find my way.

Life had turned by white, red.

Black, it lays next in line.

Papa, pray for me,

That I be the victor not the victim.

A man of valour not vanquish.

I forgive you, O destiny, I forgive you.

For the pain I go through, I forgive you.

If only I left you behind while crossing the vault of heaven,

To this field of daily battle,

I would have just passed unnoticed,

Like the snake crawled on the mountain,

Living nothing to remember it.

But I have you.

Now is no time to regret,

To turn back or relent.

I have taken to this voyage,

I shall sail till I beat you, O destiny.