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Colo is on the record
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Colo is on the record
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To explain!
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Listen!
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Utar throws it into nothingness, every new day comes yesterday
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The mountain is angry with the mountain, the mountain is also capricious
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black hole fearlessly blooms flower winter day
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You know everything, you can't solve a single problem
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What matters is what you think, not what anyone says.
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Not someone else's path, your own detours are valuable
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If you can't be a good person in cruel life
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You're one of those bad guys, of course you can feel it.
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We don't understand every disaster for our serial knee good
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The only thing we lack from the ants running around
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Our missing coin and it's not always
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Our opinion and dhikr once, maybe every forty years
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The old days are gone, the smoke became smoke
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This is how the girl grew up. |
An illness suddenly
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The word is gold, silence is silver, the dervish cut off his tongue
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Cholera said: "He who is patient achieves his will."
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I've been in trouble from evening to morning
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Years have come after me, I have a problem, I have a depression
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I'm bent over crying, oh my, oh my
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Some of us become travelers from the world all the way to Purgatory
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Shut up, because those who talk too much make a lot of mistakes!
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Hush, the sign of your ignorance is the disaster of your tongue!
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Give up the love of being happy, this is real happiness
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Drink the bad water, lament tomorrow.
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You've never been so humiliated as yesterday
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Honestly man is forgetful, today is the big day
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Your hand will scorch your whole body until it touches the water.
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The longer you endure, the more you sin against the fire.
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Silver with the golden handle of silence
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All this song you're listening to is from me
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Get what you need and get up
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Whoever makes sells, does not use the field, does not see the user.
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Listen, this is the coffin, it's true, we all forgot about death
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It's like this, stop giving a fuck
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Cry, cry, instead of cauterizing the heart, they are all written on the forehead
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There is no cholera on his back, his helmet is simply the Lord's prayer.
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The escaping demon is visible behind
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I've been in trouble from evening to morning
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Years have come after me, I have a problem, I have a depression
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I'm bent over crying, oh my, oh my
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Some of us become travelers from the world all the way to Purgatory
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I've been in trouble from evening to morning
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Years have come after me, I have a problem, I have a depression
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I'm bent over crying, oh my, oh my
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Some of us become travelers from the world all the way to Purgatory |