Entropia - Teorema lyrics

The time has come for my debate Staring at her door I await Frantic heartbeat draws the old man's fragile shape Few minutes pa** like hours last Embrace the phantom of my past For twenty years I never saw her face My little girl abandoned to her grace For my cowardice I left without a trace As I lift my trembling hands I can feel my spirit hoping For her to understand Finally pound the door, revealing fear and doubt That struggle through this painful score... There is no escape