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There are those who loved too much
There are those who cried too much
How long have you not paid attention to your poor heart?

He doesn't dare to speak, he doesn't allow himself to make mistakes
Who invented pain?
Forget the burning, after all

If God only gave you tomorrow
To feel what you've never felt, would you feel?
What would be your last prayer?

It hurts, let it heal
It's over, let it go
The hard is trivial
But affection is ethereal

If God only gave you tomorrow
To feel what you've never felt, would you feel?
What would be your last prayer?

More than a reason to live
A true cause to die for
Be the prologue of someone who lived preparing their epilogue
And said, he gave faith

If God only gave you tomorrow
To feel what you've never felt, would you feel?
If it really was the last goodbye
Where will your love be?

And so, live like someone who knows they are going to die
Die like someone who once knew how to live