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Between the space marked by death
and the little that life lasts
I spend time playing with luck
hoping to win someday
and the extra years I have
have taken me so quickly
to stay silent
at the right moment
that will have to come
with the much experience I have
from the many lost battles
I feed myself and maintain
the desire to find a way out

Like the bird that wants to fly
and stay up there
in the blue sky
and look from afar
at what has been left behind

Chorus:
And when I'm in the sky
when I'm already at the top
I will fight for that
to stay up
and despite the years
of lost hours
I will start again
I will start a new life