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I remember the moon in the sky launching his charms
I remember sweet kisses taking me to the perdition
I remember sad sounds consuming my soul decande

Distant, aimless ways, I was walking
Torments were trying to bury me in distant ways

I remember dead pretty flowers in the sun
I remember screams in the infinity beginning to answer
I remember tears going down for the face in silence

Knocked down in the ground of lamentations
I spill my suffering, I cultivate my hatred
Knocked down in the ground of lamentations of the life
I resigned me himself for the death
I surrendered