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 to take a rest my soul
every night i miss my home
and i hope you pray for me today