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I will try
To look at the sky, and when looking again, not ask why?
I will try
Not to be the one who in spring only sees the earth beneath their feet
I will try, I will try

And to think
That there won't be words, nor those gestures, looks, of mine to keep
To understand
That sometimes it's okay not to understand the things that cannot be

Laray rara rará rará rarai laray a-ay

I will try
To look at the sky, and when looking again, not ask why?
I will try
Not to be the one who in spring only sees the earth beneath their feet
Oh, I will try, I will try

And to think
That there won't be words, nor those gestures, looks, of mine to keep
To understand
That sometimes it's okay not to understand the things that cannot be
Oh la rarai larai rarai laralara
Oh aay larai lará lará rarararai