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I abandon the city
erase all my traces
and my personal history
tomorrow it will have another name
I forget my loves
I promise nothing, nor do I ask
the lonely I continue in the world
I know that bad people
live longer
and have a better time
than the Don of man
I found her in the open field
and I took her to The cave
I made it mine
and he fell asleep
I escaped through the fog
and left the felines with them
the breakfast served
they rushed forward starving
/>to the delicacy
I know that the bad ones
live longer
and have a better time
than the Don of man.
in heaven, there is no place
so that my soul can rest
not even religion
because I don't seek, sorry
I will remain
without reason
I will swallow myself in vice
like a pirate
retired, from the sea.
I know that the bad people
live longer
and have a better time
than the Don of man.
I know that the bad people
br/>they live longer
and have a better time
than the Don of man.