E b o o p s

 

Sometimes I'm so good

 

and all that hurts me shudder. that

 

And through my veins, plaited in forest

 

I seek a new, noble name.

 

Sometimes I'm so good! ...

 

And hide me in your basket yard box.

 

Unfabled game look for me and my hands alone!

 

Sometimes I like bright copper.

 

Then light lips love me.

 

Sometimes I have a golden sunflower

 

beautiful girl in the head.

 

Sometimes I am white and good.

 

How often I am going to white!

 

Then I sleep to give away everyone.

 

And his love and his love over all

 

to break of pieces of glass

 

to burst and good hands to sgreya.

 

And someone gave juice to stem

 

to keep a secret that I live!

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