I seek for you, take my leave, so fare you well
I lost all hopes, truth may come to light and die
And for my love I pray you, wrong me not
Let us all ring fancy's bell, ding, dong, bell
Such as I am now for myself alone
My eyes still look, look as swift as yours
I pray you cure my mind that's drenched with blood
A dancing heart, but not for joy
No power in the tongue of man
My deeds upon my head crushing
Head crushing mad, "god sort it all"
You shall deem yourself logged in my heart
Sick is my head, let it bleed, desire to die
I will lend you sorrow, borrow none
I never serve your mind, I say "no way"
"remember you were mine,
'cause you obeyed my wine
My favour stopped to bleed,
Over now my greed!"
And you will come, I never serve your mind
And you will come and leave your world behind
"I fly away by night, to higher steps of might
The thorns you stand upon, they never will pass on!"
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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