You can't forget it as a mother and son
You can't forget it as a father and son
You'll always keep inside what you are
Where you come from
Where you come from
I know a guy he was so beautiful
He was blond, blue eyes and tall
He lost his way behind mine
He got into the drugs but
On his own, on his own
Sometime some people stop
For some years or more
And they begin to take methadone
But then the body gets old
The teeth gonna fall down
From your smile, from their smile
And the children play alone
In the courtyards of their homes
Running in circles, drawing flowers on the wall
Wasting summers, wasting summers
Wasting summers.
You can't forget it as a mother and son
You can't forget it as a father and son
You'll always keep inside what you are
Where you come from
Where you come from
Wasted summers, wasted summers.