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Leonard Cohen canta per me.


I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,

he said to me, “You must not ask for so much.”

And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,

she cried to me, “Hey, why not ask for more?”



Oh like a bird on the wire,

like a drunk in a midnight choir

I have tried in my way to be free.

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