The dreams lovers see are quite like good wine.
Its taste makes you happy, or else, makes you sad.
Malnourished and weak, I make life in the streets,
Reluctantly stealing whatever I can steal.
For nothing is free in the world.
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"High hopes" is one dish that goes down in no time.
To skipping my breakfast no stranger I am
I'm a thief, lonely thief, grave sorrow to feed.
In this bitter gambling I'll never succeed.
For nothing is free in the world.
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Oh, don't you! Ever tell me "No,
The stars are not for you, dreams never come true".
Now, please, let me amaze you all, I'm taking off.
The feast is to happen, at last!
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Soon, our celebration begins!
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Now take out the bottles, and, please, end your fights.
I've long been preparing the "table" of new life.
I'm so very excited with this new destiny,
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From my lifelong hiding... I'm finally free!
Le festin is in my street
From my lifelong hiding...I'm finally free!
I'm having my day in the sun.
