They give joy or even sorrow

Weakened by hunger, I am unhappy

Stealing on my way everything I can

Because nothing in life is free

Hope is a dish eaten too quickly

I am used to skipping meals

A thief alone is sad to feed

At a game so bitter, I can't succeed

Because nothing in life is free

It will never be said

That the race to the stars; is not for me

Let me fill you with wonder and take off

We will treat ourselves at last

The feast will finally start

Get the bottles out; the troubles are gone

I set the table, of my new life

I am happy at the idea of this new destiny

A life spent in hiding, and finally free

The feast is on my way

A life spent in hiding, and finally free

The feast is on my way

Closed Captioning by Dania Yamout