We were all painted with your hands kind Dutted two Beloved one You gave one breadwinner to a breadcrumbs One hundred signs Anonymous and one to a golden palace to the corner of the park You painted your painter But with no money, no one loves My painter has no money but their face remembers my love.
We all painted with your hands with your kind Dutted two Beloved one You gave one breadwinner to one breadcrumbs One hundred signs Anonymous one The Golden Park Below under the Baron
You gave you money to anyone but still have no love My painter does not have a degenerate money but their face remembers my love Do you do something from the painting of you Love
