Why do you sometimes
If you make bad?
Tries to convince me
What does not deserve life
Let not presto, finally
Saio in secret
You will notice or
And so without farewell
Saio of his life
So spectacular
And to get outside
Shall I was while
And that the world can now be overcome
Because everything else that
Just a reminder that the sad
You are everywhere
And when agreement soon
From a night without salt
I feel the sour taste
From a sweet life
And bitter end
Saio without alarde
I know that I am already late
I have no hurry
Nothing to me wait
No novelty
The streets of the city
The same old March.