Small your eyes, drunk my wine Gold in your lips, burning and juice Gone, O familiar, my patience is all tired of your city, I pass and Islam
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If you lose my heart, Kennedy I dont have a flock
Small your eyes, drunk my wine Gold in your lips, burning and juice Gone, O familiar, my patience is all tired of your city, I would pass and say
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I have no complaint I have no flock
Small your eyes, drunk my wine Gold in your lips, burns and juice Gone, O familiar, my patience is all tired of your city, I would pass by Wait and Islam
I have no complaint I dont have a flock
Small your eyes, drunk my wine Gold in your lips, burning and juice Gone, O familiar, my patience is all tired of your city, I am going to be tired of you, and my lips, and my dormitory. All tired of your city, I pass.
