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Madame Roza
You have tears that smile
Madame Roza
You have wrinkles for your follies
And you vibrate
Sad and free
Like a violin from Israel
Madame Roza
It's fucked up for virtue
You brought joy
Of all the unknown soldiers
And your rages
Your storms
Are cries of lost love
Madame Roza
You have in your secret garden
Madame Roza
A star and regrets
The suitcase
Heavy and gray
Who tells you about Israel
There is laughter
Children you didn't have
Delusions
Of your missing parties
There is all this
Madame Roza
And life goes on
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