Oh, the night sees the dawn
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He has no face; |
again the day returns
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This world makes a murder more possible
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Cry!
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The frost is bleeding into the clouds
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From my silent, red sentence
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This world makes a murder more possible
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Cry!
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Life is like a long road, Rap is a vehicle
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B' my funeral goodbye
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My boat is open, my devil says:
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«Spirit of weakness, go on that screen»
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He does not know you, the age of the king is not enough
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Rebellion, the head of the evil boil
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Chasing a siren in the safety lane
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The carcass of the one who entered my sin goes to his death
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Green resists black
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Does nature cry for its killers?
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I'm full of dead, tell my God:
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Do I survive in that ridiculous war of my own?
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Everyday forgiveness comes instead of grudge
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Isis on his left, Crusaders on his right
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He gets tired, old Sarp has a long road
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The night is full and overflowing Sarp
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They reopened all my closed wounds
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Enough! |
stop, for god's sake
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So many dirty games were played
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Believe me, Satan wouldn't have thought of it!
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I kept silent and said "okay"
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Steal my labor, take it, inns, palaces
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And feed your hungry eye
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With the money you enjoy
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What did my school lose from my common sense?
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we were defeated
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From the pure intentional rain of the pen of reason
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Written my notebook
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burned dry with age
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Blood in my eyes, pride, suffering
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Stop being silent and tell me the autumn said
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Maybe the moon will hit the sea again
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What did my school lose from my common sense?
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we were defeated
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From the pure intentional rain of the pen of reason
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Written my notebook
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laughed love pride
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"Wake up" even my nightmare said
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Maybe one day the peace that dies here
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It comes to life again in another house
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Taking all your troubles is always one
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Don't like to smile
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To be silent, to hate all human beings three days a week
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To be some so that I may not be at all, to be the mouth of this damn system
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In order not to be alone, to settle for those idiotic conversations
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Being expensive, erasing those valuable concepts
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To grow means; |
Is it to spend holidays away from your family every year?
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I fill my saddlebag with what's left of my happy memories
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I have to be Noah one night and save all the animals in the shelters
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I wrote a dream with a ton and I fell, I overflowed my thoughts by force
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Said my god, “Take your feet, walk and stop; |
Even if it hurts, don't ask for help»
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I burned in the winter desert with the fire, I am offended by myself.
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Because I got angry like a Revolutionary and then I escaped like a bourgeois.
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Oh, the night sees the dawn
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He has no face; |
again the day returns
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This world makes a murder more possible
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Cry!
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The frost is bleeding into the clouds
|
From my silent, red sentence
|
This world makes a murder more possible
|
Cry!
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What did my school lose from my common sense?
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we were defeated
|
From the pure intentional rain of the pen of reason
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Written my notebook
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burned dry with age
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Blood in my eyes, pride, suffering
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Stop being silent and tell me the autumn said
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Maybe the moon will hit the sea again
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What did my school lose from my common sense?
|
we were defeated
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From the pure intentional rain of the pen of reason
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Written my notebook
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laughed love pride
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"Wake up" even my nightmare said
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Maybe one day the peace that dies here
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It comes to life again in another house |