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arguing
arguing
them
Hey, gentlemen,
I see you have churches with golden roofs,
my people are the richest in the world,
with wine and friends.
Dear sir,
the sun is shining from four sides,
it's half air,
but it's not warm from the heart, mother,
which is eagerly waiting for me to give the powder.
You are only at home,
and a drum is beating,
and when I go,
I think of the sun,
on the big rainbow the bell is ringing,
a million stars, a city for Macedonia.
You,
my love,
you offer me to stay and forget,
but one or two eyes made me cry,
and I quickly realize that I'm erasing them.
You are only at home,
and a drum is beating,
and when I go,
I think of the sun,
on the big rainbow the bell is ringing,
a million stars, a city for Macedonia.
You are only at home,
and a drum is beating,
and when I go,
I think of the sun,
on the big rainbow the bell is ringing,
a million stars, a city for Macedonia.
You
are only at home,
and a drum is beating,
and when I go,
I think of the sun,
on the big rainbow the bell is ringing,
a million stars, a city for Macedonia.
You are only at home,
and a drum is beating,
and when I go,
I think of the sun,
on the big rainbow the bell is ringing,
a million stars, a city for Macedonia.