Oh wherever you go, my friend,
Whatever you do, my friend,
When you tramp (over) the world,
You’re my (friend) …
When you come back in hero,
When you come back no sorrows,
When you come, you’re my hero…
The more I think, the more I feel alone,
The more I drink, the more I lose my soul,
The more I sing, the more I feel OK,
I feel perfect, dying…
I hate, you died,
How it sounds to me?
Higher you live,
How it sounds to me?
Heaven, I cry,
How it sounds to me.
I hate, you died,
How it sounds to me?
The more I think, the more I feel alone,
The more I drink, the more I lose my soul,
The more I sing, the more I feel OK,
I feel perfect, dying…












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