Tears have already dried, yes, for centuries I have benn looking up,
Trying to search for what's mine
Hate is eternal, the memories are terrible
They burn my body, they torture my spirit
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On, If I could take revenge on that shameless,
That one who calls himself fair
(solinho)
more than a proud old man
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