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My God, there are crosses on this Earth
Iron crosses, wooden crosses, humble familiar crosses
Small silver crosses, hanging on the chests
Old convent crosses, lost among the ruins
And me, poor me, I have my cross in my head
Immense lead cross as vast as love
I hold the wind there, I hold back the storm
I prolong the evening there and hide the day there
And me, poor me, I have my cross in my head
A word is engraved on it that looks like "suffer"
But this familiar word that my lips repeat
Is so heavy to carry that I think I'll die
My God there are some on the deep roads
Silent crosses that watch over the world
High crosses of forgiveness stretched towards the gallows
Cross of derision or deliverance
And me, poor me, I have my cross in my head
Immense lead cross as vast as love
I hold the wind there, I hold back the storm
I prolong the evening there and hide the day there
But me, poor me, I have my cross in my head
A word is engraved on it that looks like "suffer"
But this familiar word that my lips repeat
Is so heavy to carry that I think I'll die
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