Aleks Syntek
Miscellaneous
The Perfect
When I stumbled I learned
That living is like this
A mistake to change
Or accept my condition
No The perfect goes with me
But I try the right thing
No one is born knowing the ideal
You must put your hand in fire, and you will know
No one can change their defects
When they are not has managed to accept
Whether it was right or wrong
I can't decipher it
But I can understand
When I come to hurt
Perfect doesn't suit me
But I try the right thing
No one is born knowing the ideal
You must put your hand in fire, and you will know
No one can change their defects
When they have not been able to accept them
Each head is a world
And each world is so different
Each destination is different
And the people are different
Each person in a sense
Every sense in a path
There are a thousand paths so different
So distant from each other
No one is born knowing the ideal
You must put your hand in fire, and you will know
No one can change their defects
When he has not been able to accept them

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