So what do you think?
To give or not to give?
Or, to float or to sink?
Don't say 'No'
It's not a request.
For you it will a quest.
But if it is snatched,
Then Don't feel Bad.
The fire of hunger has reached into head.
Can't sleep empty stomach on mattress-less bed.
Thousands of years,
We have been breaking stones and working on sea docks
We are strong enough, our hands have became rocks.
Thousands of years,
We have been working in filth
And feeling like buried beneath.
It's not dead volcano so don't dare to tease.
Don't dare to poke it, please.
Don't say 'No'
It's not a request.
But if it is snatched,
Then Don't feel Bad.
To give or not to give?
Or, to float or to sink?
Don't say 'No'
It's not a request.
For you it will a quest.
But if it is snatched,
Then Don't feel Bad.
The fire of hunger has reached into head.
Can't sleep empty stomach on mattress-less bed.
Thousands of years,
We have been breaking stones and working on sea docks
We are strong enough, our hands have became rocks.
Thousands of years,
We have been working in filth
And feeling like buried beneath.
It's not dead volcano so don't dare to tease.
Don't dare to poke it, please.
Don't say 'No'
It's not a request.
But if it is snatched,
Then Don't feel Bad.
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