Walking in the middle road
With me,myself, wearing just my ''coat''
Winter came and was freezing cold.
I had nothing but my coat.
Made a little fire to stay warm...
Instead i got burn by my own!
Into ashes i turn...
The rain came and I morn!
From my ashes i reborn!!
A little mud had covered the ''Gold''
And next to me found my coat
That I got and tight i hold.
Because a little mud won't make worth less THE GOLD!!