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I open my eyes, it's already morning
At night it is smaller every day
The days sometimes seem the same
War is my routine
I ask for strength
To continue
I ask for strength
To be able to fight
I fight to survive
With eyes turned to the sky
Thorns make me suffer
I resist the fight with the grace of someone who has already won
I close my eyes and night is already falling
I start to treat my wounds
I look to the sky with my knees on the ground
I open my arms to divine grace
I ask for strength
To continue
I ask for strength
To be able to fight
I fight to survive
With eyes turned to the sky
Thorns make me suffer
I resist in the fight with grace
Of those who have already won
Nothing will separate us from your great love
Even walking in pain
I am more than a conqueror
I fight to survive
With eyes turned to the sky
Thorns make me suffer
I resist in the fight with grace
I fight to survive
With eyes turned to the sky
Thorns make me suffer
I resist in the fight with grace
Of those who have already won