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My morning old eyes
I am always in the midst of loneliness
What do I do or do I need
Your sister's heart will take her heart
Tell me if there is a knife sharpen
Hope is ruined my heart is broken broken heart
Crying white roses in the gardens
I was waiting at my door, my angel of death
What do I do or do I need
Your sister's heart will take her heart
Tell me if there is a knife sharpen
Hope is ruined my heart is broken I will suffer ..