My life started in a destitute way and passing in a destitute wayI feel like a fairy taleIn a dump well, in a cave without lightI feel like a lifeI want to cry until satiatedFor my pain form y trouble, my loveBelieve me my heart is bleeding in firesI feel like a fairy taleEven if water flows even if it rains even if the wind blowsEven if seasons come and goEach passing day takes away from meA lost and wasted path, let it always be you by my sideWhat is experienced is wound from friend and foeDar ...