(based on my "Game in Town" poem)
Who cares about the winter, when summer is so glorious
Who cares about losing, when winning is so grand
Who cares about anything, when life is being lived
Who cares about anything, when life is being lived
In bars and in bistros, commitments were kept
promises betrayed, anticipations realised
Kings and queens, knights and ladies, we are all here, because here is the place (x2)
Who cares about anything, when life is being lived
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