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I can't pray to myself.
Song
1. I can't pray to myself, ; They didn't teach me to do it at school. ; My mother would have taught me to do it, ; But her homeland has been crying coldly for a long time. ; ; 2. God, strike me down, somewhere there's a young man, ; Somewhere there's a beautiful girl who is sad. ; God, strike the young man down with sorrow, ; Why do you want to deceive the girl's heart. ; ; 3. There's a tall apple tree in my yard, ; On its top are two beautiful red apples. ; One is sweet, but the other is bitter, ; My old baby, if you see me, you'll get away with it. ; ; 4. I've always loved beauty in my life, ; For the last time I'll have to settle for ugly. ; It's how I have to be, because I deserved it this way, ; Every night I talked to a different creature.