I respect him,
the source of my life,
my joy, my hope.
I love him a lot,
according to what he did,
when i was young.
Nothing like him,
a man of joy,
my life, my hope.
I praise his name,
because it's sweet,
and sound very nice.
I respect him,
the incredible gift of all,
my gun, my hand.
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