here I am, can you hear me
hitching my heart, you make it
cleanse my vice, wash my filth
catch my hand from lost faith
when leaving my native place
I saw your peaky face
when looking at blood on hands,
your tears came into my head
you said to me it just an empty dream
a streetcar named desire
I buried your words in my heart
no place for me take a rest my soul
every night I miss my home
and I hope you pray for me today