Time is solemn: struck by the injustice I was. So I will retire, hit by a disgrace, and never see your most faithful servant. It was a pleasure, but the way I was treated leaves me a taste is very bitter. Hit from behind by someone I thought was a friend, I returned my wounded heart. I gave so much ardor and strength to play. I do not'll mess my honor to proffer excuses veins or abbaiser me face to those who have contrived for my exclusion, I do not count their ounce, I will never be humiliated. So I have to retire and simply flee the slander and injustice. I have not the strength to argue or fight I am going simply and I will help other people who are worth it. Goodbye.