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I did not draw the course of life, I did not draw death; I did not miss the last bus, I did not divulge my task.
Forgetful memories of a life, Forgetful events till the last, Forgetful breath and forgetful love - untold, Forgetful stories and forgetful memoire – unsold.
The chronicle of my journey lies in my grave, Wake me up and I will once again live; To fulfil those unaccomplished task and overcome few lies, How painful our last breadth for an unaccomplished life.
Wake me up I have a journey to make, To the mountain to meet that sage; Wake me I have to go back to my child, To apologize for all those time I was in the wild.
Let me ring the bell for the God today, Let me sing for my love today; Let me seduce my spouse tonight, Let me show that blind some light.
Help me rise on my foot, Help me today with my boots; For this is my last before I bid good bye, As I want to see my lord – Eye to Eye.
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