We have no right to complain at all
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Everything is tampo Hamsa and God's blessing because:
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Our life is strawberry!
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Hours of queuing at the post office, it's hard to finish a degree here
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And the situation in youth, it's hard to sing like Zohar...
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Wake up in the morning, get in shape
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The fuel is expensive again, and the muse? |
She is under curfew.
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Corruption every two weeks, an attack every two days
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The property tax is in the sky, and the test in Jerusalem...
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When the landlord is a creditor, and the boss is also strict
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So I became a franchisee, not everything is Ferrero Roche.
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But we have no right to complain at all...
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The child gets up at night, and the woman can't get enough of her
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Buys everything she wants, it's hard to aim for the top
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It's hard to close the month, it's hard to stick to the sacred
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A whole life without a root, there is no arak and there is dryness
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The battery is running out, and the ceiling is leaking
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The state usurps, and the government? |
squinting
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Current plus sixty, the congestion on the roads
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The taxes are difficult, and we are all indifferent
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So we have no right to complain at all...
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Well, we opened Jura here
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We have had enough, our cup is good
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Now let's go back, to the basics, time to say thank you
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Thanks for the wind, I don't have time to rest
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Thank you for the Sabbath, for two sons and a daughter
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Thank you for all the beauty, for the privilege of seeing Messi
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On the correction, on the essence
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Thanks for the childhood
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[Thanks for all you have created!]
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We have no right to complain at all... |