There have never been such mistakes in a doll’s life,
There have never been such mistakes in a man’s life,
Full of know-it-all.
A man would never admit he didn’t know.
A man would never admit he was sorry.
A man would never admit his past.
That is why one has sponges, to swallow all the dirt and throw it away.
Carrying it from inch to inch, mile to lile,
Unti it has been all carried out.