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Mother, there is a child at the door.
More beautiful than the beautiful sun
He looks cold.
Because he comes half naked
Well, tell him to come in.
It will get hot
Because in this land
There is no more charity
Well tell him to come in.
It will get hot
Because in this land
There is no more charity
The boy came in and sat down
While it was warming up
The boss asks him
From what land and from what homeland
My father is from heaven
My mother too
I came down to earth
To suffer
My father is from heaven
My mother too
I came down to earth
To suffer
Make this child's bed
In the bedroom and with care
Don't do it to me, madam.
That my bed is a corner
My bed is the floor
Since I was born
And until I die
It has to be like this
My bed is the floor
Since I was born
And until I die
It has to be like this
My bed is the floor
Since I was born
And until I die
It has to be like this
My bed is the floor
Since I was born
And until I die
It has to be like this
And until I die
It has to be like this
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