The rollercoaster of life

I dance with the demons of light in the darkness of this world And I laugh, for I have wasted so much time crying. I let myself be carried on the arms of a silent wind, born of water and clay And I slowly die every time I encounter another death in life. Sparks break through the narrow road of my life, They are born and then fade like the fate of a man who perishes, And I, saddened by everything that happens in this world, Let myself be carried by the sad wave of my tears.