Bad eyes around
my holy bed!
I can see ground
on my poor head.
In my body,
in the red sand,
in this money
I can see death.
I dare you to
dare your true friends
to kill their brides
using those knives.
Do you love him?
Please, say the truth!
Do you love me?
Don't say the truth!
Dare me to win!
I know I'll lose.