Not for me

Not for me comes glory
Not for me masses will spin
There is girl's heart full
Of admire - not for me

Not for me old men will bow
In the golden rooms of power
There singer launches ode 
She will sing not for me

Not for me dashing headlines
Flying private jets
There is a supermodel with black eyebrows
She glances not for me

Not for me comes call for feast
At the room all the cheerful will gather
Dear wine shall pour upon the lips
The feast day is not for me

Not for me money blooms
Wordly mammon will fade
Pick a coin and it will vanish
Such a life is not for me

For me there is piece of solitude
Which will lead into my dreams
And joyful tears will flow
Such a life, my friend, is waiting for me.

(Along the lines of Russian folk song "Не для меня")

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