Do not know how much more could
Life is molded and not bring
The truly lucky that no longer make
Even this truth, that I seek,
The door opened and this charm
Verse sure not to touch
The fight that plot another face
And while I drink and I could not guarantee
Maybe even try new luck
And I know that this uncertainty behave
Generating the hypocrisy within the soul.
I do not want another side, because I know well
Do as if it contains the empty
In all the luck when not seen.