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𝘓𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢,
𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢,
𝘭𝘢 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘢,
𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴 /

𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢,
𝘮𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘦
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴
𝘥𝘦 18 𝘢 24 /

𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘯
𝘮𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘴,
𝘮𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘴,
𝘮𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳,

𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢 𝘵𝘶
𝘭𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰
𝘦𝘴𝘵á𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰,
𝘺 𝘯𝘰 𝘴é 𝘥ó𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘴,

𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢
𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘢
𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯
𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘦ñ𝘰𝘴,

𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘢
𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯
𝘦𝘳ó𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘴,
𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢 /

𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦,
𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴
𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳 𝘺
𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘴,

𝘵ú 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢,
𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢 𝘥𝘦
𝘵ú 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯,
𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘢 /

𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘳
𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘴á𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘴
𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘰𝘳 /

𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘴
𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,
𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦
𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢,

𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘢
𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘮í,
𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢
𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴 /

𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰
𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦,
𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘦
𝘭𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯 /

𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘰,
𝘭𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢
𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘺
𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘴 /

𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘦
𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢,
𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢,

𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘢
𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯
𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘵𝘶 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,

𝘥𝘢𝘳í𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘵ú,
𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘵ú,
𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢.

𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
𝘌𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢

𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘉𝘖 - 𝘊Ó𝘙𝘋𝘖𝘉𝘈 - 𝘈𝘙𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘈

𝘔𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘓𝘜𝘊𝘐 𝘚𝘈𝘊𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘖 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘵𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴
𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴. 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘪ñ𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦, 𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘭
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘺𝘰.