Sweet Fortune.

I have cried too many times
For you, him, her, everyone
It is enough
I have spent so many time
Losing my life for others
I do not care anymore
Let's leave it behind.

The ice is melting
And I am sitting here
Waiting for something there will be no use
I will not be satisfied
It will not happen.

The heat all over
In the core was higher sooner
Now rests only the memory and experience
Of the learning: people are not reliable.

It is not fair
But who says they does even care?
- beyond themselves? -
As I did many times before,
Again, I will dare
Because this life is mine
I am tired of this old wine
I want new mines
Better tomorrows, sweet fortune.