| And how many dystopias have been seen
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| So many antediluvian copies
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| All ideals, but everything is destroyed, and take at least a little
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| From the fact that every day is like a tightrope
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| And under the cannonade of holidays, I seemed to crumble into atoms
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| Time collects stones
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| So wanted to get the whole world, but he did not give me a piece
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| He did not single out a single island, and, gazing into space
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| Even there I lost with disgrace
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| Closing the window shutters, I condemn the world for being so far from the sky
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| And why do I need fate from a martyr
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| If it is not given to me to disperse all the clouds?
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| And it is given to absorb the vices of generations
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| There is a stranger, but here I go with the wrong ones, on the wrong shore
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| And wasted all the ideas
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| Looking for love, found only loneliness
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| I was looking for myself and everything was unconsciously standing still
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| The rod is stone, but the waters of time
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| And even this stone is worn away, scattering like a swan song
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| Song of pain and despair
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| Sadness, fear, loneliness and indifference
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| Reverse life parties
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| And only through torment can you see
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| In all its glory, its greatness
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| And we will glow brighter than gamma and omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity
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| Blaze brighter than gamma with omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity
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| And we will glow brighter than gamma and omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity
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| Blaze brighter than gamma with omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity
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| Time slips through the palms
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| And every grain of sand is worth its weight in gold
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| From March to April. |
| We would divide the world equally,
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| But I lost my support and I press the pedal to the floor, losing control
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| And I will ask you again, give it, give it to me
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| Do not regret and give at least a little more time
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| Along the high voltage towers
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| This song will scatter, propping a milestone under your shoulders
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| Absorbed by the obelisks of high-rise buildings
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| And I will die forever immortalized by echo
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| Song of pain and despair
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| Sadness, fear, loneliness and indifference
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| Reverse life parties
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| And only through torment can you see
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| In all its glory, its greatness
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| And we will glow brighter than gamma and omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity
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| Blaze brighter than gamma with omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity
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| And we will glow brighter than gamma and omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity
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| Blaze brighter than gamma with omega
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| And away from the earth, and there is no place for us
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| And the sky is no longer a limit, not a hindrance
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| We will die, but we will remain an echo in eternity |