There's nothing worse than being false –
It's like a leaf that never falls.
It rolls – your world just rolls deep down.
So what's the pleasure of the crown?
The crowd will give you lots of names,
And all of them are lame like fame.
But life cannot be put in frames,
It needs its freedom and its flame.
The crowd consists of those of you
Who never dared to find the truth –
And it is right in their pulse.
And only truth is free from scars.
The Pleasure Of The Crown?
© Copyright: Сэн Су, 2015
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