Poetry about wealth, wealth and love, rich and poor
The lyrics of wealth My hand won I told? Now your hands All my wealth ⇔ x ⇔ x ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔⇔ Saying the mystics of art and science of kimia Van Cos, who visited the wife of this kimia gold Astronomer Thaei who fills this wings Homemade Chicken and the Government Last time you can not buy It's strange, Kayne Gohar is clean The dead and the dead are the ultimate task What profits do you have, your life is fast? You are a people and the government is a virtue Your only duty is to sleep and rise There is an open road that is out of reach Wait a minute, people are familiar with Dave The seeker did not want to be lost It's not wise to be crazy Because it is the mineral of science and in that spirit of the worker The link between science and the soul is spoken and tempered It's better to be in the field Premiered by the poultry in the air Your fat slut is not your father