Victoria!

Victory!
Saraca, Victory!
I left the wheel:
My wife left!
It seems unbelievable to me
after six years
to live again...
To see my friends again,
to live with mom again.
Victory!
Let's sing victory!
I'm in glory:
My wife left!

My corks popped,
when this morning
I was happy not to see her anymore!
And now that I don't have her,
I run, jump, come and go,
unfocused... Thank God
I saved myself from
being tied up all my life
carrying the load
of Scott's Emulsion..!
If the sailor who throws me the ball
so I can catch my breath
is not born....
I was already condemned
to die skewered,
like the last wretch.

Victory!
Saraca, victory!
I left the wheel:
My wife left!
I feel sorry for the poor guy,
innocent kid
who took her away...
When I untie the package
and realize she got skewered!
Victory!
Let's sing victory!
I'm in glory:
My wife left!