Don'T Try
don't try My Darling
The fruits of my tree doesn't fall
Hasn’t aftertaste
Wind and rain stripped distance
Deadline to my passion
Distance is did not saturate
Remain in my memory only the eyes your lips...
Your body tree
I'm came out of empty paradise
Before time
In guard dress
don't try My Darling
Dream bleed on the sides of streets
And Tribes thrown my body in fire
When I want to destroy the idols
My Voice, which popularized the secret of King
Between the good citizens
My Voice sad
Is proclaimed to right and lack of injustice
don't try My Darling
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