in the swamp where it separated from the earth like a child lost in the city of the crushed walls searching again for my own life You see, it's by you that I live that I breathe that I free myself no longer of your regret Like a flying bird coming back from the sea without flying in spring or flying high until December You see, it's by you that I live that I breathe that I free myself no longer you see, it's by you that I live that I free myself no longer
