The Window

You look in the window,
You see the snow,
And it is all about,
How much time
You spent
For building your life.

You see the snow
It says to you
That you are clear,
You are honest,
But you are not paid.

You cry,
Because you have an honour
You cry,
Because you cannot pay.
A lot of time
Of wasting
Because you are not paid.

And what to do?
It means your cost is nothing?
It means that you cannot live?
They want to sell you,
But you have “No”.
It is your right,
It is your freedom.

I want to be important,
I want to live,
I cry again,
Because I am very healthy.
I want save my soul,
I want, I want, I want…
I have to sell,
What do I want to save?
Then this sale is nothing…

They made a kind of traffic,
They kill humanity,
Morality.
They killed a lot of people.
But you are not mistake
You are the rule,
You are who is forever human,
Your life is your freedom,
Your life is De-moc-ra-cy. 

You look in the window,
You see,
The snow of your beliefs,
One day you wish,
One day you win,
One day you will be paid,
One day,
You will have your family,
One day you understand,
You save, you love
And you will live…