Pensé acerca de la rendición y dije:
No, sigo peleando...
against what? ... if I'm so tired.
Do you remember when in our dictionary, there was no word surrender? ...
But now, I'm so tired ...
And remember that we white flag lying on the battlefield, like a sheet
... because we never thought that we would use? ...
I feel that now covers my face.
I'm entering my mouth when I try to breathe with difficulty.
If I was already down before starting.
Long before you wake up ...
And when I opened my eyes, that black night, as New Moon, I was awakened by a slap
.
But I could never know, de quién era esa mano...
I thought about surrender and I said:
No, I keep fighting...
against what? ... if I'm so tired.
Do you remember when in our dictionary, there was no word surrender?...
But now, I'm so tired…
And do you remember that white flag we left lying on the battlefield,
like a sheet, ...because we never thought that we would use?...
I feel that now covers my face.
I feel that gets into my mouth when I try so hard to breathe.
I was already fallen before starting.
Long before you wake up...
And when I opened my eyes, that black night, as new Moon,
woke me up a slap.
but I could never know, Who It Was That hand ..

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