I won’t lose my soul craving gold
Look how many people’s souls are sold
Digging the undiggables only to be buried young
So I promise when the sea undulates
I won’t lose my faith in the world
And I will guard my heart as my sole shield
Velveting me from sudden misfortunes
And so again I will be happy
For though every day is not Sunday
I wholly appreciate that am the lucky one alive