Red City
Hey, fortune teller how do you make me?
An uncertain poet of need?
An infamous prisoner on a road oh too long?
Where Red City is all I see
Give me a morning with clovers
A good luck girl for my dreams
A golden watch with hard working hands
Fortune teller, find something good to read
Oh me, oh me
Oh, you may be
Oh me, oh me, oh me
Oh me, me, you may be
She read my palm
She looked at my cards
She asked her friends with the same abilities Oh, please, please, please Give him peace
Oh me, oh me
Oh, you may be
Oh me, oh me, oh me
Oh me, me, you may be
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