Now it’s pretty quiet, really quiet
that I can hear what I think!.
No hopes for the human kind,
we started to sail in the wrong boat
long before, No escape now!,
we wait to live, so we wait up to die,
to die without fear or to face the loved one
pass from your sonny hands or
wait to smile the one last time,
We finally started to count our days.
We may return by mercy, but
what is your plan to save your kid?
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