Childhood

He was born in April In 1298 It was a desolated village In the north of the land His life was very hard The days were very long The plate was often blank Poor in my life, rich in my heart All that I possess is in a jar With a great friend, with a great strength I can live my life even if it's hard His father was a farmer Who dug the land to eat His mother was a maid To pay the daily needs His life was very hard The days were very long The plate was often blank Poor in my life, rich in my heart All that I possess is in a jar With a great friend, with a great strength I can live my life even if it's hard Lose is stronger than the pain And he has love to sell His life will be his mate His life was very hard The days were very long The plate was often blank Poor in my life, rich in my heart All that I possess is in a jar With a great friend, with a great strength I can live my life even if it's hard