The eyes are angry
And the face is damaged
You have left my dear love
In public
Again with dirty words
The most in it
My defects have a hard life
It made you run away from me again in front of people
Baby !life is slow
You have followed the words of the people
And decided to leave me
Just because I am a poor man
Thank you very much !
We will meet at the end

© Michael Mussa ,2017







