Be the king of this world

What do you say about this life,

What do you sing about this life,

 This is a gallery not a grave to burry.

This is not a derby but a date.

Hey here  is  a wine yard ,  for utopians,

Hey  utopians life itself an imaginary world.

forget about past forget about future,

Forget about all about you now.

Do you want to cry , get lost from this life...

Do u want to hide , world will blame you...

This the stage of best players ..

If you think you  the worst, step Down the stage

No one is there to stop you,

No one is there to call you back ,

But there may be one who can live for you,

One who always paint her life for you.

So step on the stage for your heart,

Step up the stairs of paradise.

Take your sword and make it a birch,

Shed your tears for your love,

Come and drink this wine at the lees,

And sing am the king of this world.

                   GREEMA MICHAEL.K