When you will get tired of lie
You will stretch hands to the sky
Also you will ask a rain,
It washed everything, and again
You will keep away from me,
You to me will tell,
That I your enemy.
Think well,
You do to me painfully
And then I look in the sky
Also I ask all to return
Also I ask all to return
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