The Wolfman

M Marieta Maglas Marieta Maglas
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Don't lose your sweet hope at sixty You'll reach your next nice destiny. One thing you'll never really know How it would be with me in a real show. Don't bother yourself to make a plan To change what is already done. It's nothing to lose, and I can explain That you will be so tired working in vain. Maybe I know you from another life, But it looks like I'm another 's wife. Maybe for all, there is a destiny As for this world, there is the prophecy. Don't lose hope; you'll be happy someday. All the world is yours; you don't have to pay. If you get crazy, when I'm talking about love, Maybe something is coming to you from above. But don't be sad; you can get everything In this world of yours except for one small thing. You need a heart and goodness to get it, But it's too much to pay so forget it. So, don't lose your hope at your own sixty. It's time to reach your next life destiny. One thing you'll certainly never know, How it would be with me in a real show. Poem by Marieta Maglas

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