Teach me to live
With this life of suffering
Teach me to fight;
The pain, the tears, the regret
Help me, do not want to hear the cries of despair and pain
Tapem my ears! Close my eyes
Not want to listen
No appeal, no cry.
When I was a kid I knew
Joy walked in compahia
Happiness, fantasy …
She did not walk alone.
Sadness plainclothes
Always watch
Expected opportunity
To reach
Today, with everything changed
Sadness rude, bitter tone;
Shook hands with joy
Together they go hand in hand.