July 6th, in 79, the day I wanted to die
Family and friends were gone, it's summer holidays
No job, no money, that's why I had to stay
No phone call, no birthday card in the mailbox
I thought I was the one that nobody cared for, oh my my
A weak man who thought he's strong when he was beating his son
Felt so low in the world but he could vent his rage at home
Never satisfied, his joy was to crush me
Meanwhile his wife spent her time with her lovers
I really was the one that nobody cared for, of my my
July 6th, in seventy-nine, I was only twenty-three
But my heart inside and my soul sighed: "I can't go on"
"No hope, no future" was written on the walls
A field of ruins was my only luggage
Yet I stuck it out, soon I met my wife and my life really began
Yvalain - July 6th (feat. Jony Tomelin & Juha Hintikka) Lyrics
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July 6th, in 79, the day I wanted to die
Family and friends were gone, it's summer holidays
No job, no money, that's why I had to stay
No phone call, no birthday card in the mailbox
I thought I was the one that nobody cared for, oh my my
A weak man who thought he's strong when he was beating his son
Felt so low in the world but he could vent his rage at home
Never satisfied, his joy was to crush me
Meanwhile his wife spent her time with her lovers
I really was the one that nobody cared for, of my my
July 6th, in seventy-nine, I was only twenty-three
But my heart inside and my soul sighed: "I can't go on"
"No hope, no future" was written on the walls
A field of ruins was my only luggage
Yet I stuck it out, soon I met my wife and my life really began
Family and friends were gone, it's summer holidays
No job, no money, that's why I had to stay
No phone call, no birthday card in the mailbox
I thought I was the one that nobody cared for, oh my my
A weak man who thought he's strong when he was beating his son
Felt so low in the world but he could vent his rage at home
Never satisfied, his joy was to crush me
Meanwhile his wife spent her time with her lovers
I really was the one that nobody cared for, of my my
July 6th, in seventy-nine, I was only twenty-three
But my heart inside and my soul sighed: "I can't go on"
"No hope, no future" was written on the walls
A field of ruins was my only luggage
Yet I stuck it out, soon I met my wife and my life really began
Writer: Yves Debodinance
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