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My body and soul are unfinished,
But I am still ready for my destiny,
Someone will betray me even today,
To whom it is glory if I failed.
Twelve are sitting at my table,
The bread and the wine are running out, the fragrant smoke is wafting,
One of them will be the one to betray me,
She pulls a pocket thirty pieces of silver.
So many things
A man does not love
He who fears.
So many things
A man can acquire
He barely lives.< br/>He tells my fate in pen at length,
He draws a cross on my forehead,
If I don't understand it either, You can't understand,
How the Only One will be different.
So many things
Man does not love
He who is afraid.
So many things
Man can acquire
He barely lives.
So many roads
One can start,
Everything goes together,
Because you answer well
There is only one,
Only One.