Genesis Like the rose that bloomed in January Under the white sheet of snow shining dazzling Like a forgotten love letter In an old notebook dusty Never read I was born in this world like a prodigy doomed to failure I waste my time drawing my dreams in the dust of my notebooks Leaving my footsteps in the snow of my January While knowing that dust will cover them again And that snow won't stop snowing for me But I still try to turn this failure into triumph I was born in hope That hope of the besieged That violent hope... harrassing... I really want to change the world A.A. (one of my first tries in english I don't know if it's all correctly written...)