| How is your ladyship doing?
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| How is your ladyship?
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| What is she worried about?
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| Is it light enough for her?
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| Oh, bad, my friend, very bad,
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| We all hoped for a miracle
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| And there is no miracle, as long as,
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| And the miracle didn't happen.
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| What upsets Your Lordship?
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| What's troubling your ladyship?
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| What is your lordship depressing?
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| People love you and honor your yard.
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| At the black, what kind of love,
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| All the time the pitchfork is at the ready,
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| And the yard, forgive me on the word,
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| What is not a lord, a fool and a thief.
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| You, my Herceg, have nostalgia,
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| But the duchess will comfort you,
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| She is your true friend
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| Your marriage, I heard, was a success
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| My friend, you and I have been close since childhood,
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| Tell you women so low
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| Wife, I'm no longer a friend,
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| And the whole district lives with her.
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| Doing no damage to the country
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| I renounce the throne, friend
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| Who needs my crown
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| And my life, tell me who
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| What the hell am I to you, Lordship,
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| Down with stiffness and secularism,
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| Let's go eat pasta
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| In that pretty tavern |