Roter sand (Red Sand)

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One love, one promise say: "I will come back to you"
Well, unfortunately I have to break it.
Its bullet is inside me.

One love, two pistols.
One is aiming at my face.
He says, I had stolen you.
That you love me, he doesn't know.

Red sand and two cartridges.
One is dying in the kiss of the powder.
The second is not intended to dodge its aim.
Now it is deep in my breast.

One love, one promise.
Oh, the blood is dripping from my mouth and no one is going to
take revenge.
I will perish in vain.

One love, two pistols
One was able to draw faster.
Well, it wasn't me now you belong to him.

Red sand and two cartridges.
One is dying in the kiss of the powder.
The second is not intended to dodge its aim.
Now it is deep in my breast.

Red sand and white doves.
Are feasting on my blood in the end there's an end after all.
I will be of some use to anything.

Red sand and two cartridges.
One is dying in the kiss of the powder.
The second is not intended to dodge its aim.
Now it is deep in my breast.

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