In my room at the convent
The tears that quietly fall
I grew up deep in a city
My mother told us the story
In her room under the stairs
In my room I slip away
In the café downstairs, she gets drunk
That loves us, that finishes us
To the radio then you'd fall asleep
Despite everything, despite that
Like a bird that flies off
In my room I slip away
In the café downstairs she gets drunk
That loves us, that finishes us
In her salt dress I see her
In your arms and tell me
Forever and ever with you