Have you ever seen
a beggar
What did you give
a bit 'of money
and then forgot.
But with your thousand pounds
I will not stop 'to suffer
As I do not stop hating you
I also know that I love you
Now run away from here 'cause
Otherwise I'd die
If I was different
if I had more 'heart
you would see in a child,
in one evening,
in a morning
at a glance
a little 'love.
I can not teach
What is' a feeling
for this my dear
I will follow 'where the wind goes
and will not return 'never again'
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