The price

What's the price of a life?
When you decide to run behind your dreams
When you decide to break the distance
So you don't miss anyone anymore
When you decide or they decide your life for you, for you

When I remember this history, of the lives we've lost
When I hear my lonely friend
To cry for his mother, his father, his friend, his loves
How can I will console my friend for what he does not have more

Don't request me to forget it
For it would be a crime, it would be a crime
Don't ask me not to remember who was there
For it would be a crime, it would be a crime
I would be denying to myself part of the history
Where I live, where I was born
Don't request me to forget it for it would be a crime