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Trench after trench, but I fell into a deep trench
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Trench, trench, but I fell into a deep trench.
I searched for my baby for three weeks.
I found him in the Patas tavern.
In the hideout of a mischievous young man who was drinking red wine.
I searched for my baby for three weeks.
I found him in the Patas tavern.
In the hideout of a mischievous young man who was drinking red wine.