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A honest man, an upright man
tralalalalla tralallaleru
desperately fell in love
for a woman that loved him none

She told him "Bring me tomorrow"
tralalalalla tralallaleru
She told him "Bring me tomorrow
your mother's heart for my dogs"

He went and killed his mom
tralalalalla tralallaleru
He tore her heart from her chest
and to his loved one he went back

It wasn't the heart, it wasn't the heart
tralalalalla tralallaleru
That horror wasn't enough for her
She wanted another proof of his blind love

She told him "My love, if you love me"
tralalalalla tralallaleru
She told him "My love, if you love me
cut the four veins of your wirsts"

He cut his wirsts' veins
tralalalalla tralallaleru
and as soon as the blood started to spurt
running like crazy he went back to her

She told him, laughing loud
tralalalalla tralallaleru
She told him, laughing loud
"The last proof will be your death"

And while the blood slowly dripped
and while his color was already changing
the vanity coldy gloated
A man killed himself for her love

Outside a sweet wind was blowing
tralalalalla tralallaleru
But she was taken by dismay
when she saw him dying happy

Dying happy and in love,
while nothing remained to her
Not his love, not his affection
only the dried blood of his veins