Fried Shrimp with Tomato Sauce

Love's dreams are like good wine they bring joy or sorrow Weakened by hunger I am unhappy Not long a journey all I can Do not forget that nothing is free in life Hope is a dish that is too quickly consumed I am used to skipping meals a solitary mill is sad to feed And the troubles I set the table for my new life I am happy about this new destiny A life spent hiding and then finally free the feast is on my hair Love's dreams are like good wine they bring joy or sorrow weakened by hunger I am unhappy Nothing is free in life hope is a dish that's too quickly consumed I'm used to skipping meals A solitary mill is sad to feed Hope is a dish that's too quickly consumed I'm used to skipping meals a solitary mill is sad to feed Subtitles created by the Amara org community