The
wheel of season
Once
you are once you were
There
it writes the fortune
In
the stars and the books
Once
it turns
It
can't be stopped
It
has to reach its circle
Before
the circle is changed
The
wheel of season
The
wealth you have
The
wealth will be gone
Nothing
is permanent
Once
you are poor
You
will live the nightmare
Begging
for assistance
Living
on the street
The
wheel of season
You
will go up
You
will come down
For
power a moment of glory
Wealth
you can't take it
When
the day arrive to go
You
have to leave all behind
When
wheel of season strikes
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