Die for me.
Is all they say.
I’m so tired of weeping alone,
And so you die for me,
Is all we hear,
Where are you,
Where is this freedom,
Of which you speak.
For we are weak.
You fear this burning here,
More than you fear,
To live…
Is all they say.
I’m so tired of weeping alone,
And so you die for me,
Is all we hear,
Where are you,
Where is this freedom,
Of which you speak.
For we are weak.
You fear this burning here,
More than you fear,
To live…
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