For some time I can think of a song I heard when I was young. I remember as a continuous loop ... I wonder why!
I want to bring the text ... and also audio, as the music is not Today is dead wrong
a fly flew
after so many years alone
low low on the grass.
A lawn is not big enough for a fly
you lose, always finds his
bush
its sweet smell of shit.
FLIES ENDEAVOUR NOIA
SE FLYWHEEL ROW UNIT
alone do not bother:
IS CRUSHED IN TWO FINGERS.
Today is a dead fly
the last teeth gnashing,
subendosi the last insult,
death belongs to the powerful.
Today is a dead fly
oh, my god berserk!
buzzing annoyingly so far from heaven.
Today is a dead fly,
crack! the last shot of the wings.
lucky that we are men,
fortunate that we are immortal.
Today is a dead fly in its hive
muriamola
along with all other
onoriamola with a small altar ...
But at least do not lose the sense of recent hardships,
the flies is the shit, the sky belongs to the powerful
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