In your enchanted land,
In your strange demi-world,
Live delusions
That excite your ego,
Caress your vanity
A bit of hypocrisy,
Some connections,
And to have a ready tongue
Then you create
A magic frame of big world
Simulated friendships
Invented events
False achievements
You enjoy living in this illusory show
You dive in a charming dream
And you let the others believe in it
But what will remain of nothing?
What will remain of you?