He was a good man
With a coat and hat
He looked at the road
And saw deserts
It was a dove
Seeking a sailor
Carrying him a message
That there was no port
And he told me, this will be
Fine
And repeated I don't know where was he who knew how to to walk on his feet
And he asked me to help him to be a
Good man good man
They were three brothers
Who had it all
But the winter came
And froze their dreams
There was an old man
With glitter in his eyes
To see how It Is again
He's changing the time