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My land has a rough sea, high mountains and immortal green.
My land has black mineral,
infinite pride for never capitulating.
Passion devours me, I understand that it is...
where I grew up as a child.
It was between mud, fog, forests and humidity.
If I must die, I ask God,
Let it be a rainy day and looking towards the sea.
And if the wind of life has to take me away,
in the end when I die, bury me in my home.
Passion devours me, I understand that it is...
where I grew up, my childhood.
It was between mud, fog, forests and humidity.
If I must die, I ask God,
Let it be a rainy day and looking towards the sea.
Where I grew up as a child.
It was between mud, fog, forests and humidity.
If I must die, I ask God,
Let it be a rainy day and looking towards the sea.