I am a poor man,
I was in the village of Boletsi,
I was in the village of Boletsi,
I have no money to buy a house,
I have no money to buy a house,
I don't want worries or money
Tonight if the wind blows apart my
clay I'll have nowhere to create it
I
And behold the God of haste approacheth to bring bloodshed
I've thought a thousand times when you left me
Many wishes
without me
Many wishes my life,
even if you are no longer mine
And tonight you go away
I, I'm going to sign
Because nothing can do
I only wish you many wishes
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