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Avec moi


When alone, I am never.

When in company, I am always in good hands.

I wear a chain on my neck, with a cross to hold me together,

yet our God may be different.

You may call yours father,

How ever I call mine Dad.

With every push and every struggle,

I feel more than my own strength 

through every tustle. 

If I may ever be stripped from everything I have

You cannot take the chain on my neck,

For it is too strong, of a man who just passed. 

Dad, father, friend

You given me the strength I need to go on.

That is why I'm never worried if I'm alone

Parce-que tu es tousjours,

Avec moi.

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