She fell in the mud
Like a root in mangrove
To be able to grow
Again with lucky
Stored in the blue backpack
With band names
I found his wishes
And questions endless
Don't get angry
Your tears are killing me
She fell in the mud
Like a root in mangrove
To be able to grow
Again with lucky
Stored in the blue backpack
With band names
I found his wishes
And questions endless
Don't get angry
Your tears are killing me
She fell in the mud
Like a root in mangrove
To be able to grow
Again with lucky
Don't get angry
Your tears are killing me
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