They are my hope, my young Knight of romance,
Falling with truth on the battlefield, to be possessed;
Then in this place a love of a man has passed
With the woman of his choice,
Marrying is the all-powerful event after wars.
Blazing tears overflow with the red brick,
Destroying vermin in their tracks,
A few steps towards their home are retouched,
But the tears keep overflowing for the lasting effect;
Pleasant news reign supreme in the heavens.
Then come to the end of the keys,
My box brought alongside,
The entrance is proceeding and fixed,
In the place of sobriety a little has happened,
More boring events have happened.
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