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I look of these mountains

the beauty touches my spirit

I smell the flowers

and I hear the sound of the rivers

I pray to God for my life and for my sins

that I have mad in this war, I lost my soul

everything that I want is in my heart

this is my last dawn, it’s time to go

I’ll give my sword to my brother

my body to earth and my soul to the sky

Green valleys of my land and cold waters

give me a last song

I can’t fight any more in this tiring war

I was not so meek but I helped many poor

this is my expiation

I am not as bad as I could been