♪
Her that is true,
the weary and good, ♪
♪ You were my child,
in my breast.
♪
♪ With your pain,
I was weak and weak.
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♪ You saw how the tree held itself in the air.
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♪ Days passed,
and nights of winter.
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♪ You were my child, in my breast.
♪
♪ With your pain,
I was weak and weak.
♪
♪ Now I see the light,
and I am free.
♪
♪ The sun is shining on my poor, lonely beach.
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♪ I know that I will not be able to go there.
♪
♪ My heart is like a glass,
like a glass of wine.
♪
♪ I know that I will not be able to go there.
♪
♪ My heart is like a glass,
like a glass of wine.
♪
♪ I know that I will not be able to go there.
♪
♪ I know that I will not be able to go there.
♪
♪ I know that I will not be able to go there.
♪