| I'm walking without a path
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| In each step I take my tiredness
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| What a land awaits me, a mismatch
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| The city, the clarity
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| And this road has no return
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| There the end of the world looses
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| An uncertain end that scares me
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| Far or near, get ready
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| Nobody stops to think
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| To look at the pain that cries for death
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| From a brave fighter
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| who was I am no longer
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| I'm coming to the crossroads
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| Discover a path and a new direction
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| Where I walk, I leave what I am not
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| (I'm going to fight, I will)
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| I don't stop, I go to the fight, now I'm going
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| I don't stop
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| There are so many people who leave
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| To the immensity of your will
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| Wanting life without death
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| Be stronger without suffering
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| And to be sure without searching
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| Win a friend without giving up
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| Without sowing, reaping love
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| The love wounded by the war
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| Who on earth does not know
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| Appears worthless
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| I take my arm like someone
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| That already fell but rose
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| who was I am no longer
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| I'm coming to the crossroads
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| Discover a path and a new direction
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| Where I walk, I leave what I am not
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| (I'm going to fight, I will)
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| I don't stop, I go to the fight, now I'm going
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| I don't stop
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| Where I walk, I leave what I am not
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| (I'm going to fight, I will)
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| I don't stop, I go to the fight, now I'm going
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| I don't stop
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| I don't stop
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| I don't stop |