And she's going to burn, if she stays there
The flames go to heaven to die
There's no one else over there
There is no one else, sitting clapping

And she's going to burn, if she stays there
The flames go to heaven to die
There's no one else over there
There is no one else, sitting clapping

At night, the exit of Bagdad
Black hair, dark eyes
Pretty but sorrowful
Sitting, head down clapping
While around her
They passed, they looked at her
They looked at her without seeing anything
Alone in hell
In hell she's trapped
Sitting, she'd join her hands
That to the beat of bulerias
She looked like she was praying

She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them

From the lights
Comes out a fallen angel
She has a mark on her soul
But she didn't see it
Sitting, she wants to pray to heaven
In love with her ills
That God will have to collect

And she's gonna burn if she stays there
The flames go to heaven to die
There's no one else out there
There is no one else, sitting clapping

And she's gonna burn if she's still there
The llamas go to heaven to die
There's no one else over there
There's no one else, there's no one else

She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them
She joins her palms and separates them

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