carrying your baby by the crossroad,
you stop your car just in front of me, with her
my left arm holds it so tight, lowering my forehead
quietly wait this moment, this life to pass,
still as a plum tree,
stretch my shoulder back,
you have your happiness and I don t care any more,
anyone who wants you can take it,
take it all,
i live in the poor downtown,
drive your girl back to the rich uptown,
my true happiness is myself,
at the only and last glance before you drive away,
so old, so long