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Ohh, I'm sitting on the sidewalk,
where faces pass by without looking.
when they walk to the slaughterhouse of death.
Ohh, I'm sitting on the sidewalk.
I believe in the good feelings
of all paving-stones in the street of hell.
And ohh, I don't have time to pray,
when I sit down and look, like them without seeing.
humm ! When I watch those folks coughing out of breath.
And ohh, I don't have time to pray
I believe in the good feelings
of all paving-stones in the street of hell.
ohh with this poverty around me,
The Devil is an evil pleasure of temptation.
Sure, he trades their souls against fine papers.
ohh with this poverty around me.
ohh on the dusty sidewalk.
The sweat and idleness for salvation.
Lazily I'm looking for money with my tapers.
ohh on the dusty sidewalk.
I believe in the good feelings
of all paving-stones in the street of hell.
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