You're going to the ends of the Earth,
Suddenly, I will not accept,
I can't find you now,
I cry and get mad at God,
I ask you to come in your dreams
In the black gloom of empty nights,
Have you met him in Heaven
The cry of my mute soul?
You're going to the ends of the Earth
Lonely, painfully native,
My angel, pray for me
And for seeing you soon.
You re leaving...
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