52 lines
978 B
Plaintext
52 lines
978 B
Plaintext
What Andes Andes
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If you want to feel the pain
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Go, get on the hill
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The penalty is a rare bird
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Poor eye that looks
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The penalty of twenty centuries
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Who stuck to his crown
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To put dark veil
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Where it nest Aurora
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Worth more than worth
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Raw anger is indigent
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Worth more than worth
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It's old song of death
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Andes which Andes
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Andate the Andes
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If you want to feel hatred
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Hoisting hurt its tail
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Get on the mountains high
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Where cold makes cordage
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A hatred of old dog
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Do not beat to the bone
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Hatred of the wound rain
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Poncho that rots in the hills
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I hate more hate
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It is wide awake animals
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I hate more hate
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It is immense grief
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Andes which Andes
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Andate the Andes
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If you want to see the misery
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Dirty wet powder
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Wretchedness of sun and sky
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Wretchedness of everything and nothing
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Runs along the ridge
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Ponle song on the wings
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Agonizes the mountain whole
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It suffers spear wound
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Misery is misery
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But passion Caged
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Misery is misery
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But an early battle
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Andes which Andes
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Andate the Andes
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Walker... |