Hey! Man out on the streets,
Hear this man, from the coffin,
I cry out loud, in vain,
Hey! Man out on the corner.
30 silver coins in my coffin,
I don't need it anymore,
I have no more chances left,
To buy back my days.
The greener side, I thought, I bought
Doesn't seem greener any more
The 30 silver coins, in my coffin,
They don't glitter anymore.
I don't need those 30 silver coins
That they paid me for my kisses,
My 30 silver coins, there it lies,
My 30 silver coins, there in the coffin.
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