Way

People say, is it this way?
No, they want to do this play,
And don’t forget to pay,
Their life is very gray.

Because, they live tomorrow,
Dying in the future, listen to the past,
To own dreams, each arrives
Who is next at the last?

Broken gill, forget this people,
Take a life as good as simple
Don’t do, don’t say, don’t crying,
In your mind a soul is nothing.

Mу life be like a very good,
System of feeling I understood,
I can’t change a road,
The one of famous people sad.