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Seven crises
I got so angry, so shy and so silly
It’s strange because my life is OK
I found in myself just out of the blue
My seven crises in my way!

I don’t believe anymore in love
Between the man and the woman
I called this illness
Crisis of my soul

I can not get acquainted with
So pretty girls in the garden
I called this illness
Crisis of my speech

Sometimes
I feel so sorry for myself
I got sick
And catch the crisis of my health
This disease
Soon turned into mental hurricane
I called it
Another crisis of my brain

The places of my youth have became so unbearable
And I can’t stay here anymore
These morning streets for me so terrible
And I came back to the first floor

I can no longer be in there
I’ve lost my mind and my brain
I called this illness
Crisis of the terrain

My moral principles are lost
In stream of my new ideas
I called this crisis
Crisis of ethics

Sometimes
I feel so sorry for myself
I got sick
And catch the crisis of my health
This disease
Soon turned into mental hurricane
I called it
Another crisis of my brain

The last one
Which makes my heart so lonely thing
I just ran
Ran out of money, and I sing
Money gives meaning to the life
There is no doubt
Material crisis!
There are a lot of things which are not allowed…


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