Compositor: Pablo Escobar
You told me once: The world’s not kind
It's a mountain steep, a hill to climb
But I walked each step, I found my way
And now I'm strong, here to stay
Thank you, Dad, for showing me
The strength it takes to just believe
I faced the world, I found my light
And now I'm happy, living right
For all your words, for all your love
I'm grateful, Dad, for every shove
You showed me how to rise above
When skies were dark, and hope ran thin
You taught me strength comes from within
Through every storm, I heard your voice
A steady guide, a quiet choice
For all your words, I took for granted
I'm sorry, Dad, I understand it
I see now what you tried to show
The seeds you planted helped me grow