Текст песни A Message To My Son (Acapella) - BASHEER JONES

I rub his face knowing one day that his baby face will be replaced by strands of experiences that I can't fully protect him from
Each strand represents an experience that will shape him

I wish I could protect you from heartbreak son
Even if I could it wouldn't be best for you
The heartbreak comes with its own lessons, with its own blessings
And I wish you could remain a child in my arms, but how stingy of me to want to stop you from evolving
From problem solving
Wish you could remain my little boy
But, you must become a man
A leader of your own clan, so you can better understand the man that is reciting his deepest thoughts to you

You are a star in my eyes
And the moon pales in comparison to the brightness of your pupil
And for now you are my pupil
But, one day the tables will turn and I will sit at your feet and you will teach me about your times
I will not like your music or your clothes, well son that's just how things go

My beautiful son
Love God and focus on your goals
On your journey in life you gone have to pay some tolls
But take this sun pass and ride right through
But some tolls son, you will have to pay and it will hurt
Oh, it will hurt
I wish I could save you from the pain, but your growth comes from the pain
It will hurt
And you will have to put your hands in the dirt
And become the farmer beloved
Become the farmer
Bow down as much as you can
Physically and spiritually, submit to your maker
I love you son,
I love you more than life and would willingly give it for you to take our family forward
My son, I enjoy rubbing your face and this beard that you see on mine,
Comes with experiences that are absolutely necessary
To become a man