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 say 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...