What are you singing?
Hallelujah in the mouth of a saint
What are the gunmen doing?
Abandoned and obsolete chess pieces
Time has changed, brother
A few rows of boats coming from a distance
Mourn your remains
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Oh my goodness
Look at the worm rolling in the mud
They blaspheme our bodies
In this sacred Vatican City
The territory of the former emperor
Now is some golden age
Park in the city
Take him to see
Remove the filth from the eyes
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Pick up crutches and umbrellas
Kick away those arts!
To decorate with tobacco, perfume
Cover your heart as big as a cow
Sexuality, turbulence with bells
Go, go!
The dog barks and runs towards your lover
The wind whistles the ends of the hair
With the scent of flowers, clouds and rain
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Look at that ridiculous blind man
He neither massages people
Don't understand the fun of bowing
He can't see the bare shoulders of women
Can't reveal the mystery between the clavicle
He is most worth kicking
When the sound of horseshoes jingle
When driving towards the rosé in the champagne glass
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Your pink lips
Forward, forward!
Hold your arm
Take off your burden
Get rid of you, a little bit of humiliation
I will let them know
My bravery and anger
You are watching! You are watching
Rub your hands on your chest
Eyes jumping in the crowd
I'm going to find you now!
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Oh my god
The jade feet of this white statue
I suck, little by little
To make up for your loss
Fortunately, the melodious sound of the piano
Take me to another
Lovers who endure sadness because of me
So that all the people who lifted my skirt
All taste some pain
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At this time, those vicious scorpions
Recklessly immersed in
The blood of the enemy, the servant
We will pretend to know
Just exile the evil spirits in these castles
The frozen cross will untie
Let these hateful things
Can be dressed up as a salvation medicine
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