| 40 years he was very lucky, was in love with his wife
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| when she suddenly died,
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| 3 years of cry and horror — made him a lonely man.
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| when friends one day went out with him to get him some drinks
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| container love, the years have passed, the rainbow shows.
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| he fell in love, not far from there, decation grows.
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| container love, the sky’s above, the rainbow shows
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| he fell in love, not far from death, decation grows…
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| he got married with drinks, he started to get into the clubs
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| he had no money, he drank out empty glasses.
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| then he cleaned the club — every day and night
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| cleaning the club was his profession.
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| years and years have passed,
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| he was in love with the container in the backyard of the club
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| and when the summer begins… he slept in the container…
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| not (only) for control, but for love.
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| don’t touch his container!
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| it’s his container!
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| he fell in love with his container!
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| nobody was allowed… |