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When I cry, my noble soul
I ponder the hour and then I say like this:
my poor life will find peace
between sorrows and sorrows my life ends (Chorus).

Poor me, with this horrible pain
I don't want to suffer, I want to ease (Chorus).

As I am the sufferer, I keep suffering
the cries of my tears are heard in the air
wherever I go, I keep singing
the sorrows of the soul, my black disillusionment (Chorus).

It's foolishness that I have to endure
if God wants it this way, so be it my life (Chorus).

I don't get angry because they say on earth
that I live suffering and they call me the sufferer
wherever I go, the sorrows continue
destroying my soul, my noble heart (Chorus).

What am I going to do if that's my condition
I have no pleasure, only pain (Chorus).

I wish I could be a man like those
who don't suffer for anything and live happily
but my life was born with the mystery
of not living happily, but living in suffering (Chorus).

That's how my life will be, with pain
until the heart, doesn't want to suffer anymore (Chorus).