Why do all the people wear masks?
Hiding a sad face,
Want to add life to paint
Since in the heart they have dark.
Since the soul of these fragments,
Fragments of happiness and love,
Mostly they are very splitting
And the heart is cut like knives.
Under the guise of laughter and fun,
Under the guise of happiness and kindness,
It hides the spirit of man,
His sorrow, his anguish.
And the nerves are torn, torn mask
When you come home.
And the joy, happiness - all of the paint,
Flocked yarkoyu tear ...
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