There was a problem at our work for the last dinner, my love My Messenger I know about the hot anemia
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love, O love, love, love you at the Sutte Delane Party, what did you do. You did not see what I was doing alone and wandering in the streets of the night You didnt ask what I was looking for, tired of my eyes, what I was looking for my tongue, my mute tongue, you did not see where I was there, I saw Gods nightlife * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * This has always been a remnant of the rest of my misery
What a miserable we went to my friend to my love until the first, until the first tale until the first, until the first tale
I was a problem for our last dinner. O love I went to you like shadowing with you
Without you crazy, you didnt ask this city full of grief I did not ask what I was doing alone and wandering in the streets of the night. I shake my heart but no other tears for you
My tongue mute, my tongue was not mute and you did not see where I was there, I saw the night of Gods life
