As I am not a bird
I will never be able to fly
as I am not a sailor
I will not be able to cross the sea.
I lost my mother from my childhood
and from then on br/>I remained like the wanderer
condemned to sail.
As I was not born in a palace
I am not the son of a king
as I never went to school
I don't know what the law is.
When I was missing my mother
oh poor me
I was left alone in the world
suffering my suffering.
How to endure I cannot
my tragedy and my sorrow
in that old cantina
I come to get drunk.
As I am the wanderer
and no one needs me
I will die praying alone
God knows where.

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