One little boy,
Which did not have friends
Walked past a music store.
One little boy
Which did not have friends
Was destined to become a star.
He continued to play until his death.
This music is loved by all.
He continued to play despite the illness.
He is did not play for himself
The boy grew up, got to the scene
And he began to work miracles
He is came to fame
He is was difficult road
Did not pay attention to the health
He continued to play until his death.
This music is loved by all.
He continued to play despite the illness.
He is did not play for himself
another concert.
Thousands of people.
He is goes on stage, he is sick.
And he falls down
Drops the guitar.
He is can not rise
He's dead.
He continued to play until his death.
This music is loved by all.
He continued to play despite the illness.
He is did not play for himself
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