Some walk with torn shoes
Say why is it so?
God Father who lives in heaven
Maybe wants it so

God Father who lives in heaven
Shuts his eyes and sleeps so well
Who cares about a pair of torn shoes
Shen you are old and tired

Who cares about how the days go by?
They go as they please
Friend, in one hundred years
You'll no longer exist
Then somebody else have taken your place
You'll know nothing of it
You feel neither rain nor sun
Down in your dark grave

Who cares about how thе nights go by?
I don't care a bit
As long as I can keep my face
Buried in my lovе's hair

I am a doubtful character
Not good for much
Behind a corner death lurks
He takes me whenever he wants
Some walk with torn shoes
Until they walk no more
The Devil who lives in hell
Gets himself a good laugh then