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Now that I'm far away
from the land where I was born
there are my dear parents
how much they have suffered for me

my poor mother
How much advice did he give me?
with tears in his eyes
your blessings made me

don't cry anymore mother
I know I make you suffer
let me raffle my luck
I'm looking for a future.

I also left my sweetheart
that I promised to return
I know well that she is waiting for me
God has to grant it to me

miraculous virgin
you know well my father
on my knees I will come to see you
if you allow me to return

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