From work and lack of rain, mud, heat and dust
are happy if we win tomorrow my sister and my sobris
Good (which are) the bad (that is, but few)
the ready are happy if we win tomorrow, fools are happy
If we win tomorrow fuck some bobo
If we win tomorrow forget the pains of fourteen
Forgets cherry, strawberry blooms which give them the giles
If we win tomorrow, forget the robberies.
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