one look in the mirror
and my wrinkles tell my life's story
scoring from the hard times
but also from the winning smiles

they speak about a curly road
about my guardian

when by carelessness
I throw away the chance for a better life
I was kneeling on the floor
with broken pride and tears on my face

it was an eternal moment
but I hoped it will never end
because I didn't want to give up hope
even if I didn't have strength

then you gave me what I needed


my first road ended
there was no going back

but you defined me
not with words
but with a feeling

I got up from the floor
with a new power in my heard
because of my guardian