Silver Spoon

I wasn't born with a silver spoon, 

At least not from this crazy world,  

I had to learn a lot quite soon,  

I didn't grow up in the farm that's purled. 

I had to learn to use a wooden spoon,  

Serve my people not the opposite,  

I had to learn how to get to the moon,  

Also that the aim of a business is profit. 

Through the deepness of the ocean I created bridges, 

Some days felt lonely like an oasis in a desert, 

So I killed my time by creating verbal images,  

It helped me to deal with all the earthly hurt. 

I'm glad I didn't grow up with a silver spoon in my mouth, 

I wouldn't have chosen my own path and followed my own dreams, 

All my dreams I took them to the sea as I was born in the South, 

And surrounded myself with the right teams. 

I've started building my own empires, 

My life became a living legacy,

Dealing with massive airliners, 

My whole life became an amusing melody. 

Silver Spoon