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The little head wakes up
Pride of his mother
The child grew up in his house
The teenager wants to show off
Slipping the paths
The The neighborhood dazzled him
Going around the corners
He touched pleasures, he touched pain
He fell in love with life
Every day, every night
He had breakfast with the ladies
He skipped dinner
He walks aimlessly
He carries the calm of the wanderer
But leaving life
Wherever he commands the occasion
Divine old man, where are you going?
I know very well that you don't want to look back
Bitter ending yes What remains today, your skinny dog
And the bottom of a wine to warm it up
After youth
Tired of stumbling
Looking for a good wife
And fourteen hours to work
But some little birds
They can't be locked up
Their souls are becoming sad
Suddenly they no longer want to sing
He spread out little by little after
He entered his forties
And almost without realizing it
Alcoholic he became
And he went down steps
Many winters adrift
The turns that life takes
On the street it ended