Stringi inside the tears of pain, that end has done your liberty.
During the night you dream a period of peace and harmony.
You have felt enslaved of a world that was not yours.
Gives in bride to another man, sperand always in the liberty.
Sweet Andròmaca done enslaved of the invading world.
Who knows if the seas will bring you the period of peace.
I feel cold inside something glacial.
Anybody that heats me the heart.
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