Things are not good today

But soon will be

You and me are not the same now

Maybe our future will be.

The world was mine then

Perhaps because my time was good

But nobody troubles me now

Probably I've become a crook.

But I will rise again

Fighting all the woes

Making the world applaud me

With the fullest of hues.

With all the experience

I will make it true

Forgetting all your memories

I will go through.