human by fate, writer by passion.
And people have finally lived their days and learned how to balance their lives. And people have finally lived their days and learned how to balance their lives.
And my body became living dead. And my body became living dead.
And a nomad I was, For whom pleasure was pain and pain was pleasure, And a nomad I was, For whom pleasure was pain and pain was pleasure,
I still go back to the days of hunger, When there was no bread to rely... I still go back to the days of hunger, When there was no bread to rely...