this life is not for me,
but this time I know how to take to me there,
for a few years it has not smiled me,
but the wheel turns my say one day a friend,
when I it is not,
but for the moment I fight,
so that it turns,
but I do not arrive there,
this life is not for me, I it is,
but is not necessary it to forget a trick it too is the life not the paradise,
of other its successful to them, of other not,
me it me successful not,
but at least I have a work,
and it is it only thing which counts, before I had a princess who to count much for me,
and it counts toujour much but it is the life,
or rather I am idiot,
I think of having lost it,
and his fact badly,
I dream of a life which escapes to me,
but I am stronger than front,
I would be me to beat and to live,
for better days,
because I is only one life and I does not want any more to destroy,
alcohol is not any more the solutiont ,
only solution is to be strong and to fight.
