Succeeding in March and failing in April
I don't plan to change my course
When I will succeed in June
There are those who insist on destroying the illusion
I don't let myself get bitter
While this great world spins non-stop
I have been: Poor, pirate, clown, poet
My mood has been up and down
When everything seems to go from bad to worse
I regain my strength to fight better
As much as I want, sometimes I can't give up
If one day it appears, it's not worth it anymore
Without looking back I take flight
I have been: Poor, pirate, clown, poet
When everything seems to go from bad to worse
I regain my strength to fight better
As much as I want, sometimes I can't give up
If one day it appears, it's not worth it anymore
Without looking back, I take flight