I wish all the stories were human stories , our peoples herds of abundance were in abundance, I wish there was a blessing in the black market , it was a rainy life for the thirsty of lips,
I wish we could give the good, sacrifice our souls for love and habit, but alas, but alas!
It was the choice of our destiny, it was a choice, I wish that the days of life were always sunny, there was an atmosphere of fairness between the serfs and the masters,
I wish we could give away the good, sacrifice our souls for love and habit, but alas, but alas!
