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Cheer them up, my merry lad,
Lovely dwarrow with the funny hat.
Your head and bones are aching,
The bruises, they are hurting so much,
Your lovely heart feels like breaking,
why do you have to go through such?
Your beloved home is so far away,
You have to swallow a curse,
You miss it since the deathly day,
The pain of this is even worse.
But they must never know your sorrow,
Who else is there to back them up and take away their fear?
Just carry your bright smile untill tomorrow,
Cause you can feel, the end of all is oh so near.
So cheer them up, my merry lad,
Lovely dwarrow with the funny hat.