Siddharta
phat yuppie
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O red whirlwind,
give me food, give me wine, give me air.
O red whirlwind,
put petrol and tobacco in my veins.
It does not exist fence,
the devil is alone, he doesn't defend the borders there,
the devil is alone, he doesn't defend the borders there.
There is no fence.
O rdeÄĖa vihra,
give me food, give me wine, give me air.
O red whirlwind,
put petrol and tobacco in my veins.
Ma mista jettu mista
jettu mista jettu dista