Why so much greed ?
Why so much speed ?
I dare say
You have lost the way
Know ! sooner or later
You would die
No matter how expensive
The pomp of this world you buy
No matter how high you fly
No matter how hard you try
But if you try to help others that is fine
And you are on the salvation line
But if you try to collect fortune and store
Death will force you to leave everything behind the door
And if you ask why and you sadly sigh
The Devil of Death will not hear your cry
Listen my friend ! at the end of this bumpy road
Road of life which is full thorns and snakes
The winner is he who very little load takes.