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Everyone has own world there he thinks ,
Cheers , cry and see dreams .
Some of has red world and some of blue ,
But poor I have a black world ,
Not because I have canít see you or ,
I canít hear from you my name ,
But because I have nothing to feel ,
nothing to think nothing to blame .
Oh my black world ! you have no end ,
Your darkness flourish everywhere to kill me .
If I do not get a candle to make a little light ,
And to blame that it had better I got sunís shine .
But still here darkness alive .