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Tell me, my God, why do I complain?
Why can't I be satisfied?
If it bothers me to look up
Why did you give me a low place?
Because I was from below, they despised me
And they trampled on my dignity
Better a year of plenty
That 100 of dog anywhere
Love and money
They are never achieved without risk.
And I will play lost
And I want to scratch the sky and I'm going to achieve it
Or I die in battle
My God, give me your hand
If you want to see me come back
Those steel blue mountains
They bring back memories of a great place
And even the winds have reproached me
Because I have not returned to my land anymore
And my hands are empty
And so I don't think I'll ever come back.
I had a dream that I have not achieved
If I don't make it, I'll never come back.
Love and money
They are never achieved without risk
If I will play lost
And I want to scratch the sky and I'm going to achieve it
Or I die in battle
My God, give me your hand
If you want to see me come back
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