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I pity the poor immigrant |
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Who wishes he would've stayed home, |
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Who uses all his power to do evil |
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But in the end is always left so alone. |
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That man whom with his fingers cheats |
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And who lies with ev'ry breath, |
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Who passionately hates his life |
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And likewise, fears his death. |
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I pity the poor immigrant |
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Whose strength is spent in vain, |
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Whose heaven is like ironsides, |
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Whose tears are like rain, |
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Who eats but is not satisfied, |
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Who hears but does not see, |
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Who falls in love with wealth itself |
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And turns his back on me. |
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I pity the poor immigrant |
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Who tramples through the mud, |
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Who fills his mouth with laughing |
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And who builds his town with blood, |
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Whose visions in the final end |
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Must shatter like the glass. |
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I pity the poor immigrant |
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When his gladness comes to pass. |
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