| (No, because it's poor and ugly or because it's whimsical)
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| I have the black shirt,
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| today my love is in mourning;
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| Today I have a sorrow in my soul
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| and it's because of your spell.
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| I know that you don't love me anymore
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| and that is what hurts me the most;
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| I have the black shirt
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| and a pity that hurts me.
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| Bad it seems that I only stayed,
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| and all your lie was pure;
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| what a damn bad luck mine
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| That day I found you
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| For drinking from the malevolent poison of your love,
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| I was dying and full of pain;
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| I breathed that bitter smoke of your goodbye,
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| And since you left, I only have...
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| I have the black shirt
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| because my soul is black;
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| I lost my calm because of you
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| and I almost lost my bed.
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| Bed bed c'mon baby,
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| I tell you sneakily,
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| I have the black shirt
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| and below I have the deceased.
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| (To stab you whenever you want mommy!)
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| (Just as you hear it, mija)
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| I have the black shirt,
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| your love doesn't interest me anymore;
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| what yesterday tasted like glory
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| today tastes like pure
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| Wednesday evening
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| and you who do not arrive,
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| Not even showing signs;
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| and me with the black shirt
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| and your bags at the door.
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| Bad it seems that I only stayed,
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| and all your lie was pure;
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| what a damn bad luck mine
|
| That day I found you
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| For drinking from the malevolent poison of your love,
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| I was dying and full of pain;
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| I breathed that bitter smoke of your goodbye,
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| And since you left, I only have...
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| I have the black shirt
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| because my soul is black;
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| I lost my calm because of you
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| and I almost lost my bed.
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| Bed bed c'mon baby,
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| I tell you sneakily,
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| I have the black shirt
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| and below I have the deceased.
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| I have the black shirt
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| because my soul is black;
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| I lost my calm because of you
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| and I almost lost my bed.
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| Bed bed c'mon baby,
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| I tell you sneakily,
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| I have the black shirt
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| and below I have the deceased. |