(version 2)

Thinking back to my days of being wild.

And so I am telling my kids: let never anyone change your mind, but yourself!

As tears go by again, I enjoy how much I cry.

Always in the mood for love, I think about my role.

I can be, whomever you need.

A friend, a lover, a fiend or an artist at your feet.

Just never accept me into your rouges gallery of looser and suckers.

I am too old to be stupid and too young to be broken.

And I will always remind you: you are great in all your ways!