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