I'm a realist for all times
I don't need them, I'm all fine
I'm a realist for all times
The price, the watch and the wrist, the money, the palm
Brag all the rich but here comes the storm
The lust for vanity, have them have won
Well, it is not planned and it's all gone
Don't you deny it, say that sorry
But let them know that that really possibly
Your kindness, grace and your gratitude
Were born in all of these actresses
It's an illusion
And any moment it can fade away