They say that the economy controls the world
That it controls the hearts
That it controls life
The road, the jockey, the table, the cache
That cut without a mache
That takes them straight to the vein
Face to the pothole
And then that cold, sweat and despair
That the carpenter no longer answers you
Why paâ get up
You need much more than knees of steel
Look in the mirror and talk about the dark circles under your eyes
Of all the blows that autumn and spring brought
From when his life changed
To get out of the burrow
Why after a lifetime put brick by brick and build the castle
Just by breaking a word
Your kitchen burns and it catches fire until the last hallway
And before it burns, remember that everything that comes out of your mouth is supported
If the word is expressed and you don't go straight, kid
The soul leaves you doing another one, spitting out ghosts
So take care of it compa'
If you put it, don't break it
There are many of us tearing out baskets
Because we get tired of jumps
Ahhh!

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN