I didn't come to me
Lost in the abyss
There, fortu-a ria
I want to go
Why did you flee
False-e vile to hope
When the river wanted to tear me away from him
Merciful
He is still
Near the heart, oh
These tears
If-without-other-weapons
The features have changed
The blind, the deaf
These tears
Dead and widows
The tears have changed - the features
Blind deaf
I did not come to me
But I search in vain
The shore in oblivion
In oblivion
MercÃÂ ¨
It is still
Near the heart, or
These tears
If-without-other-weapons
Change-the semblant
Blind deaf
These tears
Dead and widows
The features have changed
For you because

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