Hot streets in summer
Old and withered hands
I bent down to greet carefully
Is one coin enough
The street of lovelorn in winter
See the shivering hands
I bent down and burst into tears
Give everything you can
Why am I not a beggar
Lost everything in love
The idea of asking him to come back came from time to time
Cover the wound with your left hand and keep it with your right hand
Why am I not a beggar
Living in despair after being lovelorn
The tasteless food and the pitiful love
A little bit of charity is sweet
Why am I not a beggar
Lost everything in love
The idea of asking him to come back came from time to time
Cover the wound with your left hand and keep it with your right hand
Why am I not a beggar
Living in despair after being lovelorn
The tasteless food and the pitiful love
A little bit of charity is sweet
Don't look down on me. Don't look down on me
I want to fight the world again
Kneel down and stand up
Lost will get more
Who has never had nothing
Why am I not a beggar
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