This head will not before you lower
Let Praise be sincere you ruthless one
So to escape beheading if I may
The more you spread knowledge around
The more it will grow everywhere
Forget you may who i am
My love for you will never end
All joys will turn joyless indeed
If no sorrows were around
That day will definitely arrive sometime
From you will not be far away the forbidden
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