Adele's Prayer
(Dee Shipman / Charles Aznavour)

Father who rules the Universe from high above 
Whose name is always in my prayers, dear God of love 
Take pity on your daughter 
What were my sins which you could not prevent 
For which I’ve paid with pain, for which my child was sent 
Like a lamb to the slaughter? 

I see my damaged son and I must take the blame 
You see my torment, do I cry to you in vain? 
Can’t heaven ease my grieving? 
The faith for which I’ve lived, for which I once would die 
Now offers me no solace, Father tell me why 
I should go on believing? 

Father if you control the world, 
Why pick on him? 
The child conceived in wedlock, 
It was not his sin 
If you had but allowed me 
To bear a punishment I willingly would take 
I should have borne my cross like Jesus for his sake 
Held my head up high proudly 

I suffer mind and heart and carry it for two 
He suffer soul and body trying to pursue 
And stamp upon his devils 
in search of hope, a sign from Heaven, that somehow 
We still may change ou fate by killing, even now 
The root cause of the evil 

Father explain to me, my God show me the way 
For I no longer know what I should do or say 
Do I show resignation 
At seeing him a prisoner or living free? 
If it is his own choice then is it right for me 
To express indignation? 

If he is bored with us and happier elsewhere 
Should I discard my own beliefs, and be prepared 
To simply be his mother? 
He carries death within him, I just tell my beads 
I swallow guilt and shame, he’s paying for my deeds 
Must I leave him to suffer?