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We all know how tiring it is
for a farmer with five patches of rice fields
to raise four kids and send them to school.
We know a poor citizen witho..
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The night a poor father sleeps, embracing a pitiful son,
the night a child sleeps, dreaming of a dry blanket and a hot dish,
the night the big sorro..
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Where has our father gone?
Where has our mother collapsed?
Where has our Son died and been buried?
And, where does our Daughter lie dead, her mout..
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All the lies that whispered in a different realityThe truth disappears and gets trapped in darknessMy shouts get smaller in this powerless realityThey..
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Can I hug you for the last time?Can I kiss you for the last time?Like the first timefor the last time onlyshall we smile?I stayed up all nightwith exc..
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Give a warm hug in a soft and romantic wayUse it once a day, every dayWhen your eyes meet with her/his soft features, smileand talk to her/him "hey wh..
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If this is an ashamed passion, I can't move forward anymoreWith no hopes either, it's despairEven the way of life I wanted can't return there anymoreA..
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Let us make today the greatest holiday in our lifeHey, I've never laughed like this in my lifeForgetting all of the painI'm glad I kept my feet on tha..
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I have nothingBut still, don’t leave meI don’t know how long it’ll takeBut let’s endure throughLove is all I haveI want youBut..
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I've always believedthat somewhere in the worldI have my own little universeIt's you, it's you; it has to be youIt's you, it's you; it really is youIt..
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