(Music: T. Mewes/ F. Ferber; Lyrics: Marta Jandova)
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He's got his patience from his God Opens his soul and golden heart
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To the masks in front and under
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Oscar holders that like to mumble
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I have heard that it was said An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth But I tell you don`t take revenge on those
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Who wrong you Never the flowers
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Teaching God's words Giving people bread and wine For it`s his big love to have A life so divine
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His only sorrow- the church Is he children's stage And all the seeds he brings them sometimes
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He never gets back Never the flowers
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Never The Flowers
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| Die Happy |
