Get up, shake the dirt off
And return to the top
Get up, shake the dirt off
And return to the top
I cried, I didn't try to hide it
Everyone watched, pretended
To pity over me, there was no need
Where I cried
Anyone else would have cried
The return to the top that I managed
I want to see who else would have managed
I cried, I didn't try to hide it
Everyone watched, pretended
To pity over me, there was no need
Where I cried
Anyone else would have cried
The return to the top that I managed
I want to see who would have managed
A man of good morals doesn't stay on the ground
And neither wants woman
To come give him a hand
He recognizes his downfall and does not despair
He gets up, shakes the dirt off
And returns to the top
He gets up, shakes the dirt off
And returns to the top
They pretended
To pity over me, there was no need
The return to the top that I managed
I want to see who would have managed
A man of good morals doesn't stay on the ground
And neither wants woman
To come give him a hand
He recognizes his downfall and does not despair
He gets up, shakes the dirt off
And returns to the top
He gets up, shakes the dirt off
And returns to the top...