𝙀𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝘿𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣

𝙄 𝙙𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 –
𝘼 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙧 𝙃𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 –
𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨 –
𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙧 – 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝘿𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙨 –

𝙊𝙛 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙨 –
𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙮𝙚 –
𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙍𝙤𝙤𝙛
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙠𝙮 –

𝙊𝙛 𝙑𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨 – 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 –
𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙊𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 – 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 –
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨
𝙏𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚 –