No losers, no kings

No losers, no kings,
My story begins
Right here in Bauman Street

Newcomer and friend
Of poets who send
Me poems when I’m in need


No money just dreams
So crazy it seems
My promise to reach the fame,

I’m here for you,
I love you. It’s true.
My feeling is not a game,

My love gives wings,
And losers are kings,
My feeling is not a game.