| And well there you are already in the middle of 4 candles
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| For you there are no sorrows, nor without flavors
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| Instead this chest of mine that has been only yours
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| Look at him now surrendered, without grudges, without pride
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| Without remembering the past that hurt us so much
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| All that is forgotten, it was so because God wanted it
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| I am standing very close, I have been here for hours
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| You, on the other hand, are quiet even though I know you don't ignore me
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| The others that surround you, those who have come to watch over you
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| They laugh and secrete, how little they have felt you
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| Your father is here present, you know how much he has hated me
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| Today I see sweat on his forehead and remain silent
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| Downcast and pensive, perhaps he finally understood
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| That with the fact of loving each other we have never offended him
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| Your mother who is a saint, she who loved you so much
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| Look at her alone on her bench, bathed in a sea of tears
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| She looks at me so sweetly at intervals of her crying
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| That she would give her whole life for her not to suffer so much
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| Do you remember that afternoon when we found ourselves talking
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| He warned us about your father and then he jokingly left
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| I already told you that afternoon and today I will repeat it
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| With people like your mother it is worth living
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| But what a short night and what a moment
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| The sun peeked at your door and in an instant it rose
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| And it's that everything is over, the most difficult thing was wine
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| Your body we have taken out and you advance along the way
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| You go first than anyone
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| All of us in an endless line
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| You in a lead float and a thousand pigeons flying
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| Look at them, look at them here they are following us
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| Perhaps they think that you look out, they will believe that you have been seeing them
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| At last we passed the town, their houses were left behind
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| And for me there is no consolation, I know that you will not return
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| The courtship has stopped and I carry you in my arms
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| But at every step I leave my soul that is in pieces
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| Goodbye for the last time, goodbye my only illusion
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| Don't expect fist of earth for that
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| If you carry my heart there
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| Because let me tell you that I felt such a cold wind
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| I have come to say goodbye, God bless you, my love.
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| Rest in peace |