As the Dawn Comes.

As the dawn comes
I remember what mama used to say
You are a man
Never you forget

The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind

I ask myself again
What my lot here is
One day I will die
What legacy will I leave then?

The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind

It has been said that
Being siblings is like waking in one room
In the morning each finds
His own way

The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind

Even saints tell their Lord
Let no human tie however dear
Prevent me from
Following the way to God

The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind.