Nothing must pass this line

Unless it is well defined

You just have to be resigned

You're crashing by design



You once believed that crazy accidents

were happening to you

You were chasing a capricious wind

Whenever bad luck and trouble

happened to pursue you

The dice would surely save your skin

But when you look back you must realize

That nothing in your life's divine

Everything that's ever befallen you

Happened simply 'cause it crossed your mind

You're crashing by design



In your single-roomed flat in a courtyard building

You sit alone just like a broken toy

Where's your mother, where's your lover

and where are the children

Are you a man or still a boy?

Who left you behind, or did you run

>From the crush of so many options?

Now you know the special despair of the man

Discussed, debated and offered for adoption



Another man without a woman

Dropped like a tool no longer required

A man who longs for the stifling

Milk flowered bosom, a fool

who's no longer desired



Another man without a woman

Too many rages have cost you this time

Another man among a hundred children

You're just a child who is lost in time



Nothing can pass this line

Unless it is well defined

You'll just have to be resigned

You're crashing by design