I Wish I Could Play with You Lyrics

As time goes by i see my hands,
They tragically seems to be.
Two victims of reality,
Two victims of hard work.
That i'm applying day by day,
What I could say to my son?
"I'm very tired,
I can't play with you".

What i produce just disappears
In the hands of the land property
And, why? because i do the best.
To keep my hands a little safe
So i can play with you all day...
Yes, keep you in my hands all day...

¡One, two, three, go!

¡So i can play with you all day!
The way i wait you my fucking friend...
I'm sure i love you my son