Cursed be the aspect
That burns me
Sad me.
Then I feel
Rio torment
Then I die
Nor refreshment
He has my fè
Only for you.
Cursed
The thunderbolt
He took
I will die of it.
That's what he wants
My sun
So longs for
Who disloves
As much as he can
What will I do.
Woman ria
My death
He wants so
He who hurt
He makes fun of
My fire
He wants me to penis
So that I faint
I will die here
Proud of ¬.