Some see the light at the end of the tunnel and build a new tunnel, pa 'no see,
and remains the dark, and consumed,
regretting what was never .
I was not the best example and I'll admit,
easy to judge the night the next day;
but I was sincere, and that if I cry, I've never
mortgaged my soul!
If I lived for, oh bury me for;
if I paid the price the lives not kneel!
Life restregao me, but I never had planchao.
In the good and the bad pelaos go with teeth! Smiling and walking
: always on! Misfortunes do
strong sentiment
when comparing each stroke that has aguantao.
memory becomes a living,
held every river that has Cruzao.
I wonder, how can you believe I live, there
the pa 'blaming others? to be quiet and to get out of the way,
And let the rest of the world walk!
I dig for. Oh, bury me for!
There I leave my smile and everything I have Take off.
What I have not lost llorao, if I lived SOBRAO,
giving thanks for things that I encontrao route. Sumo
and rest in the flesh, of my conscience Embrace.
Parao! although I have equivocao, although I have Appoint,
for! wet moon in water, enjoying the memory
rivers I Cruzao, but I almost have
ahogao, I stop! though I have equivocao,
live for! though I have Appoint,
I continue to! running and standing ,
live for! giving thanks for things that the route encontrao me, I stop!
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