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