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VERSE 1
Day by day people follow jungle,
in the street smoke they are strangled.
So far haunting is beginning,
which one is prey and who is hunter.

Old man like you now cannot cope,
tired of fight, tired of work...
Tired of pain, tired of bonds,
falling down only with empty hands.

CHORUS
Rich man isn't one with the money,
rich one is guy who don't lose his close.
Stop chasing profits, it's pointless journey.
You have more! Just try not to leave.

VERSE 2
Now, looking back, there is his son,
new generation, with pride, with strange.
Our old man feels little pang,
behind his back son turned into Lord.

Greybeard knows it after all time,
his kid is better than he could be.
Maybe alone, but didn't get caught,
learned by his father how live to be free.

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