| November 19, after so much suffering,
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| I take your portrait to heaven and I declare myself
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| free like the wind.
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| I already feel reborn, how could it happen.
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| I was badly injured, with a broken heart
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| and about to die.
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| And you broke out victorious,
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| when you saw the insolence,
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| you defended my borders
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| and you planted your flag
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| asking for my independence.
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| There was nothing to lose, I want to thank you.
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| I will be your faithful soldier.
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| You will be my holiday and I will always remember it.
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| And every November 19,
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| cry of my independence,
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| parties are heard everywhere
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| and in the sky a flag honors your existence.
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| And every November 19,
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| I commemorate that deed, they are heard in the sky,
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| and my people are in the street remembering your epic.
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| And you broke out victorious,
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| when you saw the insolence,
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| you defended my borders
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| and you planted your flag
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| asking for my independence.
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| There was nothing to lose. |
| I want to thank you.
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| I will be your faithful soldier.
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| You will be my holiday and I will always remember it.
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| And every November 19,
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| cry of my independence,
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| parties are heard everywhere
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| and in the sky a flag honors your existence.
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| And every November 19,
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| I commemorate that deed, they are heard in the sky,
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| and my people are in the street remembering your epic.
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| November has arrived.
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| Let's celebrate.
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| And at the seashore I will kiss you again.
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| November has arrived.
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| Let's party.
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| I'll yell at you as I pass:
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| long live my freedom |