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Music: I SAAC L AQUEDEM.
I left the gallows
After all hanged,
Chitterlings birth,
Lean forbidden fruit;
Duck feathers
And tail fox ...
The Devil as his cock
And his horns too
The sky its blue thing
And the Planet here-
And all anywhere
In the desert the nail.
I left in Spain
The rest, and my castle;
I Iaisse my shoes
Sirens, at your feet!
I left by the worlds
Of all the Frisian
Bald, brown, blond
And redheads ... my fleeces.
My sword to the vanquished,
My mistress to cuckolds ...
The doors the doors,
Porter at the door,
Button to rosieres,
The roses in the rose,
In huys bailiffs
Debt to creditors ...
My vein in my veins,
My radius in the sun,
My draws in its sheath,
Lizard in my sleep;
I left my love
In the towers, furnaces ...
And my chainmail
Artichoke iron
That are on the wall
Gardens of Hell;
After each tinsel
I left my skin.
I left everything
Withdraw my nose
Verse, verse, prose ...
Terminals, the bounded;
In all games everywhere
Kings and asset.
I left the police
Captive free,
I left La Palisse
Tell the truth ...
Let the hounds out
And what short encor.
I left Hope,
Aging slowly
Back to childhood,
Foolish virgin toothless.
I left all the Gods,
I left worse and better.
I left well alone
Those who do not etarent;
Paws fools
I left all the dishes;
Poets faith ...
Then I got left.
Under the weather, without egides
I was very poorly conducted bien
Life great guides ...
At the end of the guides there-
Let ..., jaded past,
Nothing left me nothing ...
I left the gallows
After all hanged,
Chitterlings birth,
Lean forbidden fruit;
Duck feathers
And tail fox ...
The Devil as his cock
And his horns too
The sky its blue thing
And the Planet here-
And all anywhere
In the desert the nail.
I left in Spain
The rest, and my castle;
I Iaisse my shoes
Sirens, at your feet!
I left by the worlds
Of all the Frisian
Bald, brown, blond
And redheads ... my fleeces.
My sword to the vanquished,
My mistress to cuckolds ...
The doors the doors,
Porter at the door,
Button to rosieres,
The roses in the rose,
In huys bailiffs
Debt to creditors ...
My vein in my veins,
My radius in the sun,
My draws in its sheath,
Lizard in my sleep;
I left my love
In the towers, furnaces ...
And my chainmail
Artichoke iron
That are on the wall
Gardens of Hell;
After each tinsel
I left my skin.
I left everything
Withdraw my nose
Verse, verse, prose ...
Terminals, the bounded;
In all games everywhere
Kings and asset.
I left the police
Captive free,
I left La Palisse
Tell the truth ...
Let the hounds out
And what short encor.
I left Hope,
Aging slowly
Back to childhood,
Foolish virgin toothless.
I left all the Gods,
I left worse and better.
I left well alone
Those who do not etarent;
Paws fools
I left all the dishes;
Poets faith ...
Then I got left.
Under the weather, without egides
I was very poorly conducted bien
Life great guides ...
At the end of the guides there-
Let ..., jaded past,
Nothing left me nothing ...
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