It was by God's will
That I live in this anxiety
That all the woes are mine
That all my longing is mine
It was by God's will
What a strange form of life
This heart of mine has
It lives on a lost life
Who would give it the cond
What a strange form of life
Coraà independent
Heart that doesn't command
You live lost among us
Stubbornly bleeding
Independent heart
I don't I won't accompany you any longer
To stop hitting
If you don't know where you're going
Because you insist on running
I won't accompany you any longer

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