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See that man running, running
Through the city and the streets
See that man running, running
Through the city, heart lost

But what has he done?
Did he steal?
Did he kill?
No one knows, no one knows, no one knows...
Is he hunted
By his past
That’s chasing him?
I know, I know, I know...

He runs, he runs, pushing through
Even knocking over kids in his way
And the whole city and all the people
Shake their fists at him as he passes

See that man running, running
Through the streets and the avenues
See that man running, running
Through the city, heart lost

What he did:
He killed...
For who? Why?
I know, I know, I know...
He is hunted
And it’s at my place
That they came to find him, find him, find him...

His only chance is to run
And like a madman, he’ll flee
Until the end
He’ll keep running
Maybe even
Until he dies...
Until the great river
That flows over there
Gambling his life on heads or tails
And then, my God, how time flies
But this story... is only mine...
Only mine...
Only mine...
Only mine...
Only mine...