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Funeral of Love - Angol
Funeral of Love
You bleeding,
You crying,
You will die,
And forever cry.
Please! don't look at me!
I lost myself, I'm nothing...
If You hear a guite voice,
You will know - I lost.
If You fall in love again,
Another people, not me,
I will be so happy, very happy!
And the Death will embressing me.
The Death will hug me,
The Death will love me,
The Death is the one for me,
And the Death will kill me.
My nails become knifes, sharp knifes,
And that knifes will cut Yuor Love.
And that Love will kill me,
And I die without anything.
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AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
