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devils

In my home bred devils ,
They sing and dance .
And remove one of the neighbors ,
Tearing my soul apart.

                                                                Holy water, they do not wash off.
 And do not count stab in the heart.
 And I want to howl like a wolf .
 Who ever bite .

 Holy water, they do not wash off.
 It's time probably to blame .
 Far away in the sky to float away .
 And all to score .

Day and night in the throat bone ,
Evil ( buhie ) devils and their friends .
In such horseradish visit me ,
And why it is impossible without them ?

                                                              2000 .
Petrovich .