| I was blinded in your big eyes
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| and I went to fall into your arms.
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| And in your arms I was happy,
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| because I loved you with delirium.
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| I went to fall into your arms
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| and so I came to martyrdom;
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| I swear I went crazy
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| when inside I saw myself,
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| and I understood what he was doing.
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| I want to look towards God,
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| although the pain bites me,
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| even if it costs me to die.
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| Loving you became a martyrdom,
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| when I saw that my house left
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| and, although my soul remained in your arms,
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| I left you, which is the same as dying.
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| How the claw hurts in the flesh!
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| So it hurts to escape from your arms!
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| From your arms, which clung to me,
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| screaming: My life will be gone if you leave!
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| Today, with the soul in pieces,
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| I trembled at the thought of your arms
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| and every night of horror I screamed,
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| I called out your name dear.
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| I wanted to return to your arms
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| and seeing the kids asleep,
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| I swear I went crazy
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| when i saw myself inside
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| and I understood what he was doing.
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| I want to look towards God
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| although the pain bites me,
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| even if it costs me to die. |