It is just the rhythm of life
That keeps me going
For one who was rejected
Because of rumours
And was yet never distressed
In this dance there is a chance
To hold on to the lance
And the lance never leaves me
As I slay with my flay
My love ignited true
Me never close to blue
And I could be Jane or Sue
But I definitely never rue
In infinite money I swim
In infinite honey I win
And all sorts of fruits of life exotic
Come in the dance on a chance
With my lance I dance!
I have lost not one moment
And that is all I know
Because where the tide is high
There also it will be low.
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