Miserere, miserere
Miserere, miserable me
But here's to life!
But what a mystery, my life is
What a mystery
I am a sinner of the year eighty thousand
A liar!
But where am I and what do I do
How do I live?
I live in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living!
Miserere, miserable me
But here's to life!
I am the saint who betrayed you
when you were alone
And I live elsewhere and observe the world
From heaven
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I see myself who....
I live in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living!
Miserere, miserable me
But here's to life!
If there is a night dark enough
To hide, hide
If there is a light, a hope
Magnificent sun you shine inside me
Give me the joy of living that is not yet there
Miserere, miserere
That joy of living (which perhaps)
It is not yet there
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