This Is Life
When we wait, we miss something,
Opportunities, chances, your destiny…
Then we spend half our lives doing something,
To fix another error.
What can you do in this life,
So you don't get burned out at all?
How to get protection,
So you don't have to die in poverty?
Changes in fate are sometimes crazy,
But we will do anything for them,
Sometimes we are very witty,
Especially when we're all lucky.
Even if the goal is unattainable,
We still go straight to it
And this logic is completely incomprehensible
But we understand this in hindsight.
Life, of course, is great,
If hunger isn't your best friend,
If you can start all over again,
If there is family leisure.
There is no ideal life
We just pretend to live
Each of us roams the world
And thinks of himself as a king in life.
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