| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| Our hands will break
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| This will stay with God
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| Is this our first attempt?
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| We can't go out again tomorrow
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| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| Our hands will break
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| This will stay with God
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| Is this our first attempt?
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| We can't go out again tomorrow
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| This can't be my sky
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| There is neither sun, nor cloud, nor hope.
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| This can't be my sky
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| Neither the sky, nor the family, there is peace
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| We're falling deeper and deeper
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| I leave myself in your hands
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| If you don't put your hand
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| A few words get stuck on my lips, I can't breathe
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| The wounds are getting bigger, I get used to it these days
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| How many years, how many pain, how many memories?
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| We put them all in our bag-aaa!
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| My heart is turning into stone
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| He'll say there's nothing left
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| Again, this city will remain with us.
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| How many more lines are written in this poem?
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| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| Our hands will break
|
| This will stay with God
|
| Is this our first attempt?
|
| We can't go out again tomorrow
|
| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried
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| Our hands will break
|
| This will stay with God
|
| Is this our first attempt?
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| We can't go out again tomorrow |