Cristina

Tryin’ to grow the red rose on

Frozen ground

Buildin’ endless bridge to dawn alone

What should I say what I did wrong

Understand me

Why do you have that empty soul my Cristina

Do you think you can own me

Building me a home and tomorrow

Do you think you can own

Building me a home

All for her I carry on

Falling down

Take hard work to cheer her soul once more

You have never felt forlorn?

Tearful nights

I paff your work but our child alone

What should I say if you can’t see

What’s the weighty

Why do you have that empty soul oh my Lord