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Since I was born I have to die
Before long I'll be a ghost
but now I feel in the night
the cold wind bitting my flesh,
I'd rather die like a madman
become the liver of a rat
or the leg of an insect
by my own hands, a white bird
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Cracks and falls the sky
02:46
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Cracks and falls the sky
Opens up the earth
In the heart of fire
A hidden spring
I was born in this world
I'll leave it in my death
Into a thousand towns
My legs have carried me
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If my left arm becomes a rooster
I will greet the dawn
If my right arm becomes a crossbow
I'll shoot down a bird a roast it
If my ass become wheels
and my spirit a horse
I will go for a ride
I'll have no need for a carriage
when I die my friend, bury me in a tavern
beneath a wine barrel
with luck the cask will leak
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Ill on a journey
02:14
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Ill on a journey
My dream goes wandering
Over withered fields
Today must be my birthday
in Paradise
I feel the joy of dewdrops
in the grass of morning
turning back to vapor
Life is a field
lit in the darkness
by a lighting
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