Fifteen Euros

Walk your line, let your true name show,
A friend beside you help you know.

Five stars shone on a hotel wall,
While I learned how not to fall.
I did not choose that work at all,
It found me when I heard its call.
Between the ache and daily care
 this burden with you I dare to share

Hey wind, don’t tear our wings apart,
We dance tomorrow with a tired heart.
Dust on our hands, storms in our sight,
Still we turn our wounds into light.

When fate laughs hard, let her understand:
I will always offer you my hand,

One road came down from Africa,
To Greece for wages, bread, a Tonica.
Jonathan arrived with curling hair,
A quiet smile that cleared the air.
No empty magic from a storybook,
Just steady hands wherever trouble took.
A broken curtain, water, sheets,
A stubborn bed that would not meet.

He’d fix the mess, then laugh and say,
Fifteen euros, madam, that’s the pay.
Jonathan, fifteen, come rescue me,
And suddenly the room could breathe.
His back would ache, he’d hold his side,
Kaput, kaput, then grin with pride.
He made a comic walk across the floor,
And even grief could not stay at the door.

Fifteen euros, not the price,
The real wealth was his light in ice.
When every corner turned to night,
He found the switch and made it bright.
Fifteen euros, hear the refrain,
A joke wrapped round a hidden pain.
A man can hurt and still remain
The wall that keeps us from the rain.
Fifteen euros, Jonathan Fifteen
Jonathan, Jonathan onli Fifteen

Hey wind, don’t tear our wings apart,
We dance tomorrow with a tired heart.
Dust on our hands, storms in our sight,
Still we turn our wounds into light.
Hey heart, beat loud, don’t disappear,
Let the shoreline move, we stay here.
Some meetings never say goodbye,
They live where all our true lights lie.

People are birds that leave one day,
And windows glow too far away.
I do not know where yours will shine,
Or whether your fate will cross mine.
But when the world has changed its maps,
And distance opens all its gaps,
I will remember what was true:
A helping hand can carry you.

Let change erase the streets we knew,
Through the pain and the renew,
What saves us, when the night is long,
Is hand in hand, and heart in song.

Hey wind, don’t tear our wings apart,
We dance tomorrow with a tired heart.
Dust on our hands, storms in our sight,
Still we turn our wounds into light.

When fate laughs hard, let her understand:
I will always offer you my hand,