Father, you know: i'm lying Heather, i know, she's charming... but it's not a real story... It's just a joke! A sad story! She's just a friend! I'm so sorry! Father, i must says something, On later, it won't be easy... Rather, i tell you all now: I'm not joking, i'm just your son, I'm not shocking, don't be nervous! I saw him, in Rainbow island, smiling, he took my hand, Just a first kiss from my lover... Beautiful kiss and forever: i love him... Father, i don't lilke secrets, Father, i hate regrets, Maybe you'll cry, You'll shout and maybe you 'll kill me with your hands! But i want to die free... but i want to die free...